Rachel nodded to herself. What she had dreaded all of her life was finally here. But was she concerned? If she were honest with herself no. She never wanted to be a mother but because her mages wanted children she had shrugged and had children.
Granted the process was made ridiculously easy because she was Milana but still she had compromised and went in but not fully in. This was her character, her bad habit, and still it did not concern her.
She just moved forward and believed it would all work out in the end. Everyone, except her clones, her sisters, felt this was idiocy. They felt this approach was essentially shirking her responsibility. But who is to truly know her mind other than her herself? Why assume she is wrong simply because you do not understand?
But none of this mattered anymore. All that mattered in this moment was Trannisa making decisions to advance her plans, to obtain what she felt was right.
