The midwives assigned to Ava mived quickly with skill and efficiency, setting up the Queen’s room while remaining calm. Ava, on the other hand, felt like she was caught in a moving tornado. The contractions she felt came in waves, each one even greater than the previous one. As they occurred, they sent jolts through her body making her wish she wasn’t the one burdened with the responsibility of giving birth to twin children. She focused on her breathing, making sure to find a rhythm that helped her stay calm in all the chaos happening within her.
King Sebastian still remained by her side, his presence acting as an anchor for her to feel better in the midst of the storm. He held her hand making sure that she was still conscious while the midwives prepared to start.
“You’re doing great, ma
