"I'm trying," Chieko said, forcing himself to calm down. He reached down with his free hand and touched her cheek. "We won't lose her, I promise."
The midwife waited until a contraction finished then began the massaging of her stomach again, bit by bit slowly turning the baby as much as she could. She broke out into a sweat.
"You must stop her," the palace said at one point. "Let me help instead."
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