Evelyn called out for the palace staff, and within moments, midwives arrived, their faces tense with concern. They quickly surrounded Margret, helping her into the palace and guiding her toward the delivery chambers. The air in the hallway was thick with anticipation and dread, the weight of the moment pressing down on them all.
“Please, calm down, Your Grace,” one of the midwives said softly, her voice gentle as she assisted Margret. “We’ll take care of you.”
But Margret’s breath came in sharp gasps, her body trembling with each contraction. She reached for Evelyn’s hand, clutching it tightly as her face twisted in pain. “I... I can’t… I don’t want this… not now…”
Evelyn leaned over her, her voice steady despite the rising panic. “You’re going to be okay. We’ll get through this. Just b
