One unexpected pregnancy is a drama; fifty thousand is citywide hysteria.
Cursed with endless drowsiness, Enchantress Hiresha sleeps more than she
lives. Since she never has had a chance to raise a family, she
sometimes feels like every woman is pregnant except for her. This time,
she is right.
From virgin to grandmother, all the women in her city have conceived.
A lurking sorcerer drains power from the unnatural pregnancies, and
Hiresha must track him by his magic. Unfortunately, her cultured
education in enchantment ill equips her to understand his spellcraft,
which is decidedly less than proper. The only person uncivilized enough
to help is the Lord of the Feast, a dangerous yet charming
illusionist. Associating with him may imperil Hiresha's city, yet
refusing his help will allow the sorcerer to leech godlike power from
the mass births.
Cursed with endless drowsiness, Enchantress Hiresha sleeps more than she
lives. Since she never has had a chance to raise a family, she
sometimes feels like every woman is pregnant except for her. This time,
she is right.
From virgin to grandmother, all the women in her city have conceived.
A lurking sorcerer drains power from the unnatural pregnancies, and
Hiresha must track him by his magic. Unfortunately, her cultured
education in enchantment ill equips her to understand his spellcraft,
which is decidedly less than proper. The only person uncivilized enough
to help is the Lord of the Feast, a dangerous yet charming
illusionist. Associating with him may imperil Hiresha's city, yet
refusing his help will allow the sorcerer to leech godlike power from
the mass births.
