Chapter 57: Keep it in

Talia "Meat and bread. Meat and wine. Meat and honey at some point. They also loved mead. There was a lot of meat, or so I noticed. "My jaw hurts," I complained after dinner one night. "Your jaw will get used to it," Cressida said, barely glancing at me. "Perhaps you need something softer," one of the ladies that loved to snicker at me said. Frankly, I had forgotten their names and couldn't be bothered to remember. My mind had already given them the nicknames Left Ear and Right Ear, partly because Left Ear only wore earrings on her left side, while Right Ear did so on her right. "There is nothing wrong with something soft," Cressida said, only glancing at one of them. "She is, after all, carrying a babe. The baby will grow strong, however, Talia," she added, snapping me out of my attempt to remember their names. "Yes?" I said. "The baby. Does he crave anything? After all, if you can keep everything down," Cressida said. "I'm sure you can. But I want things too, and besides, my