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Born Lucky
By all accounts, her child would be blessed. The baby was due to be born in high summer, along with the great fire-benders of history. All of the mid-wives were certain she was carrying a boy though it didn't matter so much to her as the strong, healthy, way 'he' kicked her belly. As a first-time mother, she tried to focus more on the preparation of the nursery, the delivery space, and the rites that would keep 'him' safe from birth monsters.
The day the Sage had predicted he would be born came and went. Then a week after that. 'He' still kicked the same as ever, but the blows seemed to hurt more and more. The third week came to pass, and it was decided that her labor must be induced. Honestly, she was looking forward to not being pregnant anymore. Birth is dangerous. Mothers die. These were facts.
Princess Hitome could only pray that if the worst happened, her lord's second wife Ursa would love her Zuko or Kyomi as much as he/she deserved.