“Fatigue and some tenderness.” I dropped my voice so the others couldn’t hear.
“Any spotting?”
“No.”
“All right. Everything sounds pretty normal. Without equipment, I can’t do an exam, but I’m probably going to question you every day and keep a log of your answers. It’s going to feel a little invasive, and I’m sorry about that.”
“No need to apologize. I guess I’m just happy that someone else is looking out for…um…it…the baby…the cub…whatever.”
A small smile curved on her face. “If you need to talk to me, I encourage you to do so. You’re in a high-stress environment, and those stress levels can also affect the baby. I’m not a therapist, but sometimes talking can help. Before I signed on with the king, I was a midwife.”
“Really? Lucky me.”
“Hmm.” She gave me a strange look. “All right
