Mary's p.o.v
Contractions seize my body as I enter the throneroom. "Ouch" I moan bending over in pain. The
contractions have been off and on all day. Francis helps me onto my throne. Something is wrong,
but I can't dwell on it right now. We are expecting a very important guest. Our very important guest
turns out to be Nostradamus. He begins and ends our conversation with these haunting prophetic
words, "sometimes a lion becomes a lamb. Sometimes a rose becomes a thorn in your side."
