Once upon a time I knew how to take away pain. Villagers mocked me as a witch but crept to my door in secret.
The king’s brother visited my cottage and behaved badly.
Now he is a toad and my belly is a mountain. I am in pain in the castle dungeon.
I reach out for my son, wanting to hold him, but he is swaddled and rushed upstairs. He is the king’s nephew.
I may be in chains but I can promise that until I hold my child, every mother in the kingdom will give birth to a tadpole.