-The Birth of a Child-

[Desperanza]

The fairy realm was buzzing with activity. The world was lit softly and the atmosphere was not the best. The world was in turmoil just outside of the realm and the Queen had become very ill with the tip of the balance. Before she could recover the world had been thrown into chaos and she had become very sick. Amidst her illness she was indeed also pregnant, now hours from giving birth and the fact that at any moment she could go into labor worried the Queen but she didn’t have much time to worry over it for the fact that she was bed ridden and ill. Many of the sprites about the realm tried to prepare remedies and medicines to try and help the Queen but nothing could cure the illness that she had succumbed to. She could no longer fly for the weight of her pregnancy had brought her to the ground and now, where she laid within her castle she laid among the silks and covers that were layered over her body. Her swollen stomach protruded against the silken sheets. The Queen currently slept lightly for rest was hard for her at the moment. She had pondered on more than one occasion what had happened to Kaori and Thera but by now, she wasn’t pondering it anymore. Now, she was simply worried for her child as she laid ill in bed.

The fairy Queen had lost a bit of weight. Her features were pale and her glow was waning. Her normally bright and vibrant hair was soft still, but dull. It had lost most of its sheen and her limbs were willowy and slender. The castle walls had been sprouted up around herself. The open areas and windows were draped heavily with ivy to offer the Queen privacy. The room she laid in was dimmed with only a few candles and orbs of light burning silently in the corners. The atmosphere was warm and kept so to keep the queen in the best of conditions through her pregnancy. She knew that the birth of her child was approaching and within hours she would more than likely be in labor with her first born. She was well aware of the offset of the balance. She was aware that evil had taken over the world and apparently so was Kaori. She had not traveled from the realm in weeks, months even. The heavier she got the less she could fly and the realm offered her a safe haven to endure her pregnancy in solace and not danger. It took a lot of magic on her part to get Kaori into the realm. She held the ultimate power to allow the dragon in and when he wandered out, he was at the mercy of the illness that had over taken her. She had no knowledge of whether he was there at the moment or not and she didn’t question it. She had not much time to ponder the fact but the realization was that there were many sprites fluttering in and out of the room keeping the Queen hydrated and fed and awake now and again, checking for signs of labor before fluttering out once again. One female sprite still lingered almost constantly however to keep an eye on Titania.

Now, as the Queen laid in bed, she quite suddenly took a breath. There was a slight flicker of pain within her and she gasped, stirring from sleep rather suddenly. She shifted, turning her head to either side before slowly, she lifted from the pillows a bit as the sprite fluttered forward and arranged a few layers of pillows at her back before settling the Queen back against the pillows once again. She was beginning to show signs of labor starting. The Queen’s body tensed and relaxed before she sighed and sank back against the pillows. She felt weak and exhausted already which frightened her and she feared that her birthing would be challenging, she was growing frightened of giving birth to her child by this point as she feared bringing her child into a world such as this. She was sick from the off balance and she didn’t have enough strength to rebalance the world at the moment. Her hands fluttered upwards to rest against her stomach as she once again relaxed with a sigh and closed her eyes. She laid her head back against the pillows before she fell still again as she closed her eyes and came to rest for a little while longer.

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[Taske]

Kaori was tiered, oh so tiered, he had just gotten there, after the not so pleasant attack by the young dragon that lived with his wife, Titania, ran into him. Thera, his niece, had been frantic her white body rippling with the excitement that ran through her nerves. It took all he had to get out of her what was going down, then when she finally uttered the words the Lord Dragon rushed to the fall and had a fairy let him in, and with the quick morph inside the realm he was left with almost no power or Dragon's Magic in his already weakened body. God he was tiered... This may be the last time he is able to shift without killing himself....

He stood the corridors in his lady's home looking for the room that was hers and his when he stayed with her. His face was ashen when he rounded the hall and almost ran into one of the many sprites that flew near her bed chambers, no doubt getting ready for the birth of his child. "I am sorry, how is she?" He was now in dotting father mod, feeling the shift within his mind. Oh yes he may not be the strongest he had ever been but he was still the father and that will never change, he will always be the strong man for both his wife and his child. The fairy bowed to there dragon lord. "She is weak my lord, but that is expected with the recent events." The woman did not have to elaborate on that statement, darkness has fallen and it was taken its toll on both Kaori and Titania. He thanked the fairy and moved near the rooms door. The smacked his ashen face, trying to get color into it. He was losing his color along with his power, but he sis not want to worry his lady when she was in labor, he would have to talk to her later about his weakening health and power.

With a bit more color in his cheeks the dragon pulled in a breath to make him look wide awake and not the weak tiered dragon he was, oh how did he hate it. It stung his pride that his power was reducing to nothing, that he was losing his strength, and soon if he did not save his mountains there sad withering, one of the younger and stronger brutes would move in and challenge him for his title, that was not weighing well with him. If some young buck got a hold of his position within the dragon community all hell will break lose, he was one of the only factor that kept ambitious young dragons from controlling humans altogether.

When he walked in he paused at the door then fallowed through with the action. His Lady did indeed look sick and weak, but he would not let that show, she needed a strong hand to help her through this, he needed to be strong so that the delivery of his first child was born healthy and alive and his lady would not die from the birth. Yes that fear hung over him, he did not know what he would do if his one and only love died having his child. He would blame himself for seeding her, it would only be his fault.... but then he would have to be strong for the child that was her and him, he had to be strong and guide his Lady though this with both alive.

He perched at her bed, his large hands hovering next to her small body. he stocked her arm, his large fingers tracing the curves in it. He was used to seeing the difference in there size, but it still unnerved him sometimes to think that his child was growing in her small body, which was as big as a dragons egg. It was so unknown to him how a dragon and fairy could produce sometime together... He wanted to kiss her cheek, he wanted to reassure her that he was strong and able to protect her and there child, but her small fragile form prevent him from the small caress that would reassure both him and her... So he did the next best thing, he leaned close to her ear and whispered, "I love you."




Thera was right behind her uncle the whole time, watching his moves with her multi-toned eyes. She was worried just like he was, but she did not want to intrude on the two, They needed there time. The white girl felt antsy, she had not been out of the realm in the last stages of her mothers pregnancy and the stress of it weighed on her. She was stress for both her mothers life and the growing pain that came with a fast growing dragon baby, but she dare not leave, what if that was the last time she saw her? The pain of both the possibility of Titania's death and then her real mothers death washed over the baby.

She peeked in, her whiskers passing over the door, inviting her in, but she dare not interrupt them, so she sat back winding her paws into her furry body.

[Desperanza]

The Queen laid upon the bed, her body strained from being extremely sick as well as the fact of her labor. Her labor had lasted well into the night and by now, the birth was close. Sprites fluttered about and there was currently a sprite at the foot of the bed with great knowledge of caring for fellow fairies. She was talking softly to the Queen, offering the Lord Dragon a gentle and encouraging smile before glancing to the ivory dragon at the doorway with a slight smile. The support system of dragons was so very strange in the realm of the fairies indeed but the sprite was glad that someone was here to care for the Queen anyways. The sprite in turn returned back to the Queen once more as she murmured softly to her, encouraging the Queen as finally it was time for her beautiful daughter to be born. With gentle, encouraging words the process began.

The sheets at the foot of the bed were soaked but the sprite remained, simply taking towel after towel from other sprites that flitted about the room retrieving fresh towels as she encouraged the fellow woman gently with a slight smile. Hours of labor passed and the Queen began to drift in and out of consciousness, blacking out for moments at a time before returning again to once again work to birth her baby. It was beginning to take too long however and the female sprite began to grow worried. Her brows knit together with worry and she frowned, swallowing. She was beginning to fear the death of the baby within the Queen’s womb. Several hours passed and the sun sank and rose all over again, now a day past her due date the Queen still struggled through labor.

Had the evil not outbalanced the world and had the balance of life entirely not been knocked out of whack, the Queen perhaps would have had a very simple birth. The child would have been born easily and her daughter would be there by now. However since she had become so sick, things were complicated. The sprite began to murmur things to the Lord Dragon along the fact that he needed to be prepared in case one or both of the women did not survive though not willingly. She cast a nervous glance to the dragon before lowering her gaze once again as she sighed and set back to work again, deep in work trying to figure out how the hell to help the Queen along.

Finally however, on the edge of the Queen losing consciousness once again, Asteria was born. Her soft wails filled the air and the female sprite breathed an audible sigh of relief as she scooped the baby into fresh towels as she dried her gently and the Queen once again lost consciousness. As the baby cried softly, the sprite smiled and washed her briefly to clear the fluids from her skin before she wrapped her gently in silks and offered her out to Kaori with a smile. The Queen now laid still however, her eyes closed and her head lolled back onto the pillows now as the rest of the sprites fluttered in quickly to clean her, change her silks and bed clothes and settle her back into a fresh bed instead.

A male sprite took a seat to the opposite side of the bed, soaking small towels in cool rose water to brush it at Titania’s brow, attempting to bring down the feverish calamity that racked her body. Fearing for the death of his Queen, he winced, closing his eyes. The whole birthing scene had been frightening and the whole room had waited on bated breaths to see whether the Queen would even survive and yet finally, she surpassed their terrors for she was indeed immortal and as so she survived just about anything though her condition was worse and there was no chance that she could recover quickly. She could be sick for weeks and though she could be injured or sick just as any other being could, she would suffer for her immortality and now, she laid in a state of unconsciousness, unaware of her own daughter now as the sprites awaited her to wake once again.

Asteria however was just as beautiful as they had all expected the child of the Queen to be. She cried for some time until the female sprite slipped a finger full of honey and milk into the baby’s mouth to suffice her for a little while until her mother awoke to feed her for the Queen surely would not want to miss such an event and now, as Asteria calmed, her dark golden eyes fluttered open. They held a hint of olive green, a burning red at the center of her iris and the outer ring of her eye a vibrant and dark gold. She yawned before settling off to sleep for a little while as she cooed softly and relaxed in the hold of those who held her.

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