The tall, dwarf, and fat witch priests were clad in wizard robes.
Sally changed into a wide green maternity gown that somewhat resembled Earth's surgical scrubs, which wouldn't be eye-catching even if bloodstained.
She lay in bed, watching the witch priests bustling about preparing things, "Your Majesty, are there any last instructions?"
"Should any special circumstances arise, prioritize the large over the small," the fat witch priest replied indifferently.
Sally's expression stiffened slightly, "Save the small one—my wishes shall prevail."
"We shall adhere strictly to Your Majesty's commands," the fat witch priest replied solemnly, "Moreover, a female with Fertility Strength is more precious."
"Right, please have the pregnant female consume this Elixir that aids in easy delivery," the dwarf witch priest handed Sally a glass of water and an Elixir pill.
Sally looked at the Elixir and water, smiling, "No need."
