One hundred and Nine

Jeanne burst into the clinic with Xena in her arms, followed closely by Nneka.

Morena, the healer, looked up from her work and her eyes widened in alarm at the sight of the unconscious Xena.

“Quickly, lay her down here,” Morena instructed, pointing to a nearby bed. “I'll take care of her.”

Jeanne gently placed Xena on the bed as Morena went to work, checking Xena's pulse and feeling her forehead. Morena's eyes widened in shock as she tested Xena and confirmed that she had lost her pregnancy.

Morena's mind raced as she tried to imagine how it could have happened.

Queen Nneka had tasked her with administering infertility medicine to the palace women to prevent any heirs from being born. Had she made a mistake? Has someone else interfered? The possibilities raced through her mind as she worked to save Xena's life.

Morena's mind raced as she examined Xena. She couldn't help but wonder if the infertility medicine and the antidote she had prepared had caused this. She clenched her fists tig