bowls with incense and sweetgrass. Huomeng helped her rise again as the physician arrived, a
Moshuguang named Zhan Zheng, who had impressed Kati with his loving care of young mothers among
Shanji's rural people in the east. He was well acquainted with home-birthing traditions, and respected
them, even for his Empress.
Kati lay down on the bed for Zhan Zheng's inspection, and he was pleased with his findings. "She is
well-positioned," he said. "I do not think your labor will be long. You may walk a little and meditate
while you can. The contractions will soon become quite forceful."
Two nurses arrived, one of them a young woman newly trained in the great eastern city of Wanchou,
and obviously thrilled by the honor of attending her Empress at such a time. Kati felt the fleeting desire
for the presence of a Tumatsin mid-wife, but it had not been possible to arrange, and she reminded
herself that the vast majority of Shanji's peoples were represented in the room. The lights of the room
were dimmed as Huomeng walked her around again, and she lit each candle with a wave of her hand.
With only the candles providing light, she knelt again at her shrine and passed her hand over it, igniting
candles, incense and sweetgrass, breathing in their scents and going deep within herself. The purple
matrix of stars was instantly there, and she moved towards it, felt Yesui stir inside her as a contraction
came. There was no sensation of pain, only effort. She did not go to the gong-shi-jie, just hovered before
it, focusing only on a single, purple star, a single entrance to the place of creation.
The light comes to me, and goes forth from me, and I am one with it. I bring it forth to give energy to
myself and to my child for the task at hand. Come to me.
And the light came forth, waving filaments of purple from each twinkling star, rushing towards her until
she felt warmth, first in her head, then spreading downwards to shoulders, arms and chest. Yesui
suddenly turned within her, as if startled, then was quiet again as the warmth reached Kati's legs,
permeating the hard muscles there until they seemed liquid. In one rush, her body was both relaxed and
energized, and she sat erect to straighten her spine, a low growl escaping from her throat with a slow
exhale of breath.
It was very quiet in the room. Kati opened her eyes, saw her hands cupping each other in her lap, an
oblong shape of blue plasma floating just above them. "Ahhh," she breathed, and the plasma flowed into
her palms and was gone.
"I am ready," she said. Huomeng helped her up and took her back to their bed, where Zhan Zheng and
his entourage awaited her. They laid her down gently, her arms relaxed at her sides, eyes closing,
breathing deep, and before her was only swirling, purple light from a place without time. Time did pass,
she was told later, nearly three hours of it, but there was no pain, no sense of effort, only the swirling
light that came to her in pulses of increasing frequency until finally she heard a voice from far off.
"Here she is. Quietly, now. Kati, wake up! She's here!"
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