Chapter 128

Perhaps tea would help. Nanny used to make it for me when I had an upset stomach. I decided I’d do that. Hopefully the tea would ease my abdominal distress.

The damned pork and beans were bothering our little tadpole, too. It felt like he was using my insides for a football, and I could see the skin just below my navel rippling.

I paced the cavern while I waited for the water to boil, absently running my fingertips over the taut skin and trying to ease my breathing. Moving around helped, and the discomfort vanished. I decided to have my tea anyway, and after I prepared it, I leaned against a wall, sipping it carefully so I wouldn’t burn my mouth.

I was about to return to our bed when the discomfort returned. I frowned, and made myself another cup of tea.