“Bigger. It’s bigger.” I turned to catch a better look of myself in the mirror. Kitty stood beside me, she rubbed some brown ointment on my round belly, it’d become our routine the past two weeks.
“Yes madam,” I thought I saw her roll her eyes. “And…we’re done.”
Dropping my dress I remained fascinated by how it curved around the baby bump. Although it seemed I was getting more and more pregnant with each passing day hadn’t really gained an insane amount of weight. A fact that made the witch queen concerned,
“Today is the day,” Kitty raised the jar that held the ointment. It was empty now save for a few strands.
The witch queen had decreed that on the day Kitty used up all the ointment I’d be sent out on the journey for Bellos. Somehow it all felt like it was happening too fast. We stil
