Dumb Lasair Has Yet to Hold a Baby

Milan waited with Martin in the Bride’s Chamber. Owen was sorting offerings at the side, seemingly uncaring if there were two other people with him. Martin didn’t care about him, either. He just wanted to make sure his wife was going to be okay. As for the baby…

He then looked up again. “You can tell that the baby is already dead? I thought my child was ensured by the deity. How could this happen?”

“You tell me, Mr. Clifford,” Milan responded. “Your wife was healthy when I last saw her during the dance presentation. Her baby should have been okay. What happened? Did she physically do something or ingest some kind of poison? Even getting sick is bad for her…”