“Excuse me?” Manchester blurted.
Maga turned back to the goblin, her face painted white with panic.
“Well, it’s obvious, isn’t it?” Bugbear snickered. “There’s the nausea. There’s the maternal glow. There’s the considerable weight gain.”
“I have not gained weight, you little pumpkin-headed heathen!” Maga fumed.
(from Noggle Stones : Book 2 : The Tragic Empire, by Wil Radcliffe)
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