Saxthor said to Tottiana in the empress’ apartment. Fuming, she laid prostrate on a divan. “It has been too long since I assumed the throne. I can’t delay any longer. I shall return before the baby is due. I’d hoped you could make the tour with me, but we must not risk endangering the baby.” “What do you care for the baby?” Tottiana grumbled. “Tottiana.” “What’s my baby to you? What difference does it make to you if your heir is born well or not?” Saxthor sat beside her and took her hand. She jerked it away and rose from her divan with difficulty, moving away from Saxthor. Saxthor got up and walked up behind her as she wiped a tear. As delicately as he could, he put his hands on her shoulders. She shook them off, but he gently embraced her again. “I shall be here when you need me, Tottiana.” “All men say that.” “I won’t leave you alone long.
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