This week in honor of Mother’s Day, I’m leaving my science fiction romance to jump back into my Ancient Egyptian paranormal and the birth of my Pharoah Nat-re-Akhte’s son. The Queen’s labor was long and difficult and at the last minute a mysterious new midwife shows up to take charge. She doesn’t linger for thanks after the delivery:
“Your son will be much blessed, Pharoah,” said the young midwife, placing the crying , swaddled newborn in his outstretched arms. Making the sign of the ankh over the baby, she added, “He’ll live to see many grandsons and preside over an Egypt filled with peace and plenty.” Beaming, she gathered up the crumpled linens, walking out the doorway with a merry laugh.
“Who was that woman,” asked the exhausted queen, taking the baby herself and putting him to nurse.
His nostrils were full of the scent of the blue river lotus, which did not grow within hundreds of miles of this mountain plateau. “I don’t know,” he said, “But she saved your life, and the baby’s.”
Happy Mother’s Day to all!
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