Ricominci

Aduna-Effrosyni was educating Tobiasz and Austinya of the old tale of Pete the Kha as she pointed her digit to each of the words, enunciating slowly. "Pete the Kha goes walking down the street. . ." -- Blissfully unaware of all the clamor surrounding the nations.

The midwife, Aduna-Effrosyni, carefully treads upon the thought of how many more children will come to her care. Repudiating her conviction, she merely is assured by the fact the Duchess had a safe delivery— and that simultaneously, another birth of a Duke had been consummated.

A nursemaid who came onto the role for the once Countess and Count— now emerges as a nursemaid for a Duke and Duchess, plainly willing to go to any length, for Aduna-Effrosyni revered them so dearly. Clearly, this momentous occasion's impact outstretched so much to the point she had no words, just a smile that cascaded over her face over this new spring of hope.

“Karaban! How many plights will this woman face in her lifetime? Now to take care of a child? A force to be reckoned with..” The farfolk, Aduna-Effrosyni remarked rather loudly.