C11 Chapter 11

The midwife stood in Yrja’s upstairs bedroom, hands on hips, while she looked down at Yrja with an indecisive expression on her face. The initial labour pains were continuing at infrequent intervals and Yrja looked at the midwife expectantly, waiting for her to speak.

“It’s a child of the Ice People,” she said as she shook her head with a worried expression on her face