Wonda stood stiff as any new father, terrified she might squeeze the child too hard and crush it. She looked down at the tiny olive-skinned face, and Leesha knew the young woman would die to keep the baby safe.
Leeshas arms twitched, wanting to reach out, but she needed to remain still until the work was done. For the moment, it was almost enough to know the child was healthy and safe.
Almost.
What is it? Leesha asked.
Wondas head snapped up like an apprentice caught daydreaming. Mistress?
My child, Leesha begged. Is it a boy or a girl? So much rode on the question. A male greenland heir to Ahmann Jardir might provoke outright war with Krasia, but a daughter would be no less a target. That the Krasians would come for the child was never in doubt, no matter what Amanvah swore. But when they came now or over a decade hence hinged on Wondas next words.
Wonda cradled the babe in one arm as she opened the swaddling. Its a b She frowned, looking closer.
At last she looked up, face twisted. Core if I know, mistress. Ent no Gatherer.
Leesha stared at her, incredulous. You dont need to be a Gatherer, Wonda, to know what parts a boy has and what parts a girl.
Thats just it, mistress. Wonda looked terrified.
Babes got both.
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For perhaps the first time in her life, words failed Leesha. She stared open-mouthed, mind racing as the childs screams rang through the room.
A babe born with both sets of parts was not unheard of. There were documented cases in her books of old world science, but it was another thing to find it in a live child.
Her child.
Tarisa peeked over Wondas shoulder and gasped, turning away.
Leesha reached out. Let me see.
Darsy caught her arm, pulling it back to the table. Leesha Paper, you move again fore were done and Im strapping you down.
A shout came from the doorway, and Leesha looked up into a nightmare: one of Wondas guards stumbling back to keep out of the path of a very angry Elona Paper.
Ay, Bekka! Wonda cried. Said no one was to get in!
Sorry, Won! Bekka cried. She pinched my pap and shoved by!
Ill pinch more than that, you try to keep me away from my daughter, Elona warned. Why wasnt I
The words caught in her throat as Wonda turned and Elona caught sight of the child in her arms. She ran to it, arms reaching, but Wonda deftly sidestepped. The glare Elona threw her would frighten a coreling, but Wonda bared her teeth right back.
Its all right, Leesha said, and Wonda relented, reluctantly letting Elona take the child.
There were tears in her mothers eyes. Skin like the father, but those eyes are yours. Elona pulled back the blanket. Is it a boy or a
She froze, illuminated in the wardlight as Amanvah activated her healing magic.
The rush of power was like air to a drowning person. It jolted through Leeshas torso, repairing the damage and filling her with new strength. When the light died down, she began to rise.
Now, dont go Darsy began.
Leesha ignored her. Wonda, help me to the bed, please.
Wonda picked her up effortlessly, carrying her to the great feathered bed. Leesha reached out, and Elona slid the baby into her arms. It looked up at her with bright blue eyes, and Leesha fell in love so utterly it shook her.
Wonda Cutters not the only one who would die for you, darling. Pity human and demon alike, if they try to come between us.
She kissed the beautiful, perfect face and freed the child from its swaddling, laying it skin-to-skin on her chest, sharing her warmth. The child began to root, and Leesha massaged her breast, readying it as the babe reached the nipple. The little mouth opened wide, and she pulled it in quickly to ensure a tight latch.
How many mothers had she guided through this milestone? How many newborns had she brought to the pap? It was nothing compared with experiencing it firsthand, seeing her perfect child begin to suckle. She gasped at the force of its pull.
Everything all right? Darsy asked.
Leesha nodded. So strong. She felt herself express, and knew she could endure any pain to feed her child. So many times in recent months, she had feared desperately for the childs life, but now it was here. Alive. Safe. She wept for the joy of it.
Tarisa appeared with a damp cloth, blotting away the tears and sweat. Every mother cries at first latch, my lady.
Her sobs were a needed relief, but there were too many unanswered questions for Leesha to succumb for long. When her breathing calmed, she let Tarisa clear her eyes one last time and drew back the swaddling.
Wonda hadnt been wrong. At first glance the child was a healthy boy, with fully formed penis and testicles. It was only when Leesha lifted the scrotum that she could see the perfectly formed vagina beneath.
She breathed, pulling back and beginning a full examination. The baby was large, too large to have passed through her birth canal without damage to her and risk to the child. Amanvah had been right. The surgery saved both their lives.
It was strong, too, and hungry. By all accounts, the baby was perfectly healthy, with no other distinct feature to mark it boy or girl.
She slipped on her warded spectacles, inspecting deeper. The childs aura was bright brighter than any Leesha had seen short of Arlen and Renna Bales. It was strong, and joyful. The child took as much emotional pleasure in nursing as she. Tears welled in Leeshas eyes again, and she had to brush them away before she could continue her examination.
A glance down confirmed her initial diagnosis. Male and female organs, both healthy and functional.
She gave Wonda a nod. Both.
How in the Cores that even possible? Elona asked.
Ive read about it, Leesha said, though Ive never witnessed it. It means there were two eggs at fertilization, but one absorbed The words choked off as Leeshas throat tightened.
Its my fault, she gasped.
Hows that? Darsy asked.
The magic. Leesha felt like the walls of the great chamber were closing in on her. Ive been using so much. Starting when Inevera and I fought the mind demon that first night after Ahmann and I Her face stretched as the full horror of it dawned on her.
I fused them.
Demonshit, Elona said. Ent no way to know that. Said yourself you seen it in books.
Ent every day I agree with Elona, mistress, Darsy said, but your mum has the right of this. Ent no reason to think magic had anything to do with it.
It did, Leesha insisted. I felt it happen.
What if it did? Wonda demanded. Should yuve let yurself get et by a demon, instead?
What if it did? Wonda demanded. Should yuve let yurself get et by a demon, instead?
Of course not, Leesha said.
No point laying blame when youve a fever to fight, Bruna used to say, Darsy said. Everyones got perfect vision
when theyre looking back, Leesha finished.
I read the same books you did, Darsy went on. Theres notes on how to treat this.
Treat it, how? Elona asked. Some herb is going to close its slit or make its pecker dry up and fall off?
Course not. Darsy shrugged as she stared at the child. We just pick one. A girl that handsome could easily pass for a boy.
And a boy that pretty could pass for a girl, Elona countered. That dont treat anything.
Ay, Darsy nodded to the operating table where Amanvah still worked, but that combined with a few snips and stitches
Wonda, Leesha said.
Ay, mistress? Wonda said.
If anyone other than me ever tries to perform surgery on this child, you are to shoot them, Leesha said.
Wonda crossed her arms. Ay, mistress.
Darsy held up her hands. I only !
Leesha whisked her fingers. I know you mean no harm, Darsy, but that practice was barbaric. We will not be pursuing surgical options any further unless the childs health is in danger. Am I clear?
Ay, mistress, Darsy said. But folk are going to ask if its a boy or girl. What do we tell them?
Leesha looked to Elona. Dont look at me, her mother said. I know better than any that we dont get a say in these things. Creator wills as the Creator will.
Well said, wife of Erny, Amanvah said. She had come last from the operating table, hands still red with birthing blood. She raised them to Leesha. Now is the time, mistress. There is no casting stronger than the moment of birth.
Leesha considered. Letting Amanvah cast her alagai hora in the mixed blood and fluid of the birth would open her vision to the futures of Leesha and the child both. Even if she was fully forthcoming something damating were not known for there would be too much for her to convey in words. She would always have secrets, secrets that Leesha might desperately need.
But Amanvahs concern for the child, her half sibling, was written in gold through her aura. She was desperate to throw for the childs protection.
There are conditions, Leesha said. And they are not negotiable.
Amanvah bowed. Anything.
Leesha raised an eyebrow. You will speak your prayers in Thesan.
Of course, Amanvah said.
You will share everything you see with me, and me alone, Leesha went on.
Ay, I want to see! Elona said, but Leesha kept her eyes on Amanvah.
Yes, mistress, Amanvah said.
Forever, Leesha said. If I have a question twenty years from now about what you saw, you will reply fully and without hesitation.
I swear it by Everam, Amanvah said.
You will leave the dice in place until we can make a copy of the throw for me to keep.
Amanvah paused at this. No outsider was allowed to study the damating alagai hora, lest they attempt to carve their own. Inevera would have Amanvahs head if she acquiesced to this request.
But after a moment, the priestess nodded. I have dice of clay we can cement in place.
And you will teach me to read them, Leesha said.
The room fell silent. Even the other women, unschooled in Krasian custom, could sense the audacity of the request.
Amanvahs eyes narrowed. Yes.
What did you see, when you cast the bones for the child in Angiers? Leesha asked.
The first thing my mother ever taught me to look for, Amanvah said.
Leesha set warded klats around the antique royal heirloom that had been used as an operating table. The wards activated, barring sound from both directions as she and Amanvah bent over the operating table, studying the glowing dice.
Amanvah pointed one of her long, painted nails at a prominent symbol. Ka. The Krasian word for one or first.
She pointed to another. Dama. Priest.
A third. Sharum. Warrior.
First priest warrior Leesha blinked as her breath caught. SharDama Ka?
Amanvah nodded.
Dama means priest, Leesha said. Does that mean the child is male?
Amanvah shook her head. Not necessarily. First Warrior Cleric is a better translation. The words are neutral, that they might call either gender in Hannu Pash.
So my child is the Deliverer? Leesha asked incredulously.
It isnt that simple, Amanvah said. You must understand this, mistress. The dice tell us our potentials, but most are never reached. She pointed to another symbol. Irrajesh.
Death, Leesha said.
Amanvah nodded. See how the tip of the die points northeast. An early death is the most common of the childs futures.
Leeshas jaw tightened. Not if I have a say in it.
Or I, Amanvah agreed. By Everam and my hope of Heaven. There could be no greater crime in all Ala than to harm one who might save us all.
Ala. She pointed to another die, angled diagonally toward the face with irrajesh. Even if we risk she doom the world instead.
Leesha tried to digest the words, but they were too much. She put them aside. What will your people do, if they learn the child is without gender?
Amanvah bent closer, studying not just the large symbols at the centre of the dice but dozens of smaller ones around the edges, as well. The news will tear them apart. It is too dangerous to announce the childs fate now, but without it, many will take this as a sign of Everams displeasure with the Hollow Tribe.
Giving them excuse to break the peace Ahmann and I forged, Leesha said.
The few who still need excuse, after the son of Jeph cast the Deliverer from a cliff. Amanvah bent to look closer at the dice.
See here, she noted, pointing to a symbol facing into the cluster. Ting. Female. She slid her finger along the edge of the die, continuing to show how the line intersected irrajesh. There is less convergence if you announce the child as female.
The child was bathed and changed by the time Leesha and Amanvah finished. Elona dozed in a chair with the sleeping baby in her arms. Wonda stood protectively over her, while Darsy paced the room nervously. Tarisa had stripped the bloodied bed and put down fresh linens, now busying herself readying a bath.
She, Leesha said loudly, stepping beyond the wards of silence.
Darsy stopped in her tracks. Elona started awake. Ay, whazzat?