In a villa on the outskirts, there stood Mamie Powell who had just arrived from China to Australia.
The sight of her after forty days revealed a subtly distended belly, comparably like the crescent moon in the sky.
Gently stroking her swollen belly, a rare gentleness spread across Mamie Powell's face.
Although his presence resulted from an accident of violent assault, Mamie Powell still chose to bring him into this world. She had to admit that there was something incredibly great and sacred about motherhood.
"Ma'am, the Queen's servant is outside and wants to see you," Zoe, one of Mamie Powell's underlings, reported to her.
Upon hearing Zoe's words, Mamie Powell immediately wiped the gentleness from her face, responding with a cold tone, "Let her in."
"Yes!" Zoe acknowledged but didn't immediately set off, standing there as if hesitating over something.
Mamie Powell turned her head towards Zoe and asked, "What else?"
