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... d out of her bedding, boots half-laced, and made her way to the tent shared by the women and children. The air was heavy with the scent of earth, smoke, and something else—fear.
Inside, by the dim light of a flickering lantern, Layka was wiping the sweat from Atalia’s brow with a rag dampened from the water basin beside her.
"I think she’s going into labor," Layka whispered, her voice tight with worry.
The cramped space felt smaller than ever. Mothers huddled with their c ...
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