บท 316: Violet: Tempest

13 September, 1354. Magdaline Castle, Islia.

Violet pushed away the tray of breakfast food set before her by her young maid. Though the food was all lush and well prepared, she wasn't tempted to take even a bite.

Her latest babe was due in less than two months and her back was aching in that familiar way again. Whenever she tried to eat much, her belly would feel full after only a few mouthfuls.

Three, soon to be four children within six years of marriage. Two of them sons. Even her harshest critics couldn't deny she'd done her duty to continue the Devon line.

Leo was certainly pleased with their growing brood, given how it spoke to his virility. Of course, it was easy to be pleased about baby after baby arriving when you weren't the one physically carrying them.