Mother

22

You wake up with a feeling of suffocation as two large forms were on either side of you. It takes you a second to remember of the problem you became trapped in last night due to you not able to choose. You admit it was.. tiring but well worth it in the after fact. Moonlight spilled into the window as you could hear one of your children babble away to their lonesome, and you find yourself being light hearted at their unpredictable language. Carefully, you extract yourself from the bed somehow not waking the others as your feet make their way to the hybrid child. Her scales and hair were a shade of gold looking up at you with her father's eyes, and you scooped her up causing a fit of giggles as you do so. Guilt overwhelmed you as you paced around the room, but you try not to hold yourself accountable because your withhold was a part of the transaction to begin with. You have to let go of countless children, so what's the difference you try to tell yourself. Well, you had a partial relationship with the father to begin with as well as baring children with him. At least you're not too late for they weren't even one yet. As your first daughter Aurora falls asleep in your arms, you hear once again something slide underneath your door along with descending footsteps. You did not feel magic this time, so you assumed it was the maid. Though Aurora protests, you placed her back in her bedding, and you were quick to pick up the news though hands shaking a bit . Why were you so.. scared? You guess over this past week you've been thinking of the Freemason fellow, and you even romanced the idea of a revolutionary.. love? You nearly laughed at the idea for all you hold dear is your children. You unfolded the parchment using the magic of your eyesight to endulge in the details. You relaxed a bit as it was asking for an order of your three specialties bringing them to a certain location and time it being separate from your meeting soon with the mystery man. You wished so dearly they've given you a name, but it said was for their safety to remain unknown in case this letter became intercepted.

" What is that darling?"

You flinched are Gara's deep voice, and you placed it back into its holding rather quickly.

" Nothing important. Just a letter from Diana."

" At this time of night?"

" I've had it since this morning, and since I was up, I thought I might as well read it."

You placed it along with other in your desk giving Aurora one last look along with Skyer before climbing back in bed. You feel Gara's hand on the back of your neck tugging at you until your lips met his sharp teeth forcing his forked tongue between them. You had expected this to lead to something else, but he soon pulls away holding your body in a tight hug while purring loudly. He soon falls asleep you having your thoughts to keep you company until you do as well.

....

You were walking up those oak stairs now with more confidence, or at least forcing it to seem so as so many eyes were on you. What you were spread through like wildfire due to Orson becoming too drunk that same first night. He, of course, did not receive a punishment for he was Zekial's cousin, but once again, he deemed himself untrustworthy and unresponsible. You were wearing a lavender dress with laced, black fringes at the seams while also condoning a set of dragonfly wings to match. You also had a magical crown set upon your head showing you were truly loyalty, and as you come to the very top, you're met with an older man sipping on a glass of wine. Informing he's the Freemason, he bows to you slightly his head baring an abundant of black curls his eyes reminding you of bark off a tree. He had a well trimmed beard with broad shoulders and flushed cheeks at the sight of you. Once standing back up, he enlopes his arm with your own.

" My name is Y/n L/n. Yours is?"

" Adam Sokolov."

He spoke with a rich accent English obviously not being his first language. You liked the foreignness a bit as you two walk in sequence towards Zekial's office. It dawns on you that this man actually might be your husband though this shouldn't be effecting your emotions. After all, you've already went through this three times with Gara, Raknok, and Julianic.

As he gives a hesitant knock, the door is opened by the brunette you learn to be Mary somehow appearing to have even more freckles than before. She compliments on your beauty hoping that Adam had notice it as well, and he blushes before speaking himself.

" She appears to be a Goddess in the flesh."

" Literally at that. Do come in. Zekial has been expecting you two."

You do as she says while Adam stays behind you standing, and Zekial can't help but to grin at his possible creation for the next generation.

" Well, you two are quite ravishing to be seen together. Now Y/n, you have gotten our letter in for the quantity needed to be disperse? We must do this as fast as possible before the Gods seem to figure out what's happening right under you noses."

The idea of the truth being revealed raises the hair on the back of your neck, but you continue with a strong face as if ready to face anything that would come into your path.

" I'm will to do anything in my power to upset the balance between us on Earth with the ones up above."

You could hear vengeance in his voice, and you wondered what fueled his words. This though was like music to Zekial's ears as you three discuss the construction of the next line of births between you and Adam.