The World Above

Chapter 22: Parenting

The Emperor came out of Vivendel's room, giving her some space and time to rest. It seemed as if he was headed to the throne room, to all his celestials, when he heard shouts and shrieks coming from the third room.

Chuckling to himself, Inizio made his way towards his dragons. As we entered we saw the Mother Drago, Amirah, in her human form radiant with the afterglow of the miraculous event, she was surrounded by her devoted husband and their seven awe-inspiring children.

The air crackled with a sense of wonder and excitement as the family gathered around their matriarch, basking in the joy of new life.

They looked up as they heard the Emperor enter. Amirah smiled, showing her fangs, exactly like Majesty had done when I came to her.

"Inizio, as our Spirit and caretaker, would you do us the honor of naming these little dragonlings of mine?" She asked with a tender smile. "I wouldn't mind in the least, Amirah!" He looked at each of the dragons carefully, then bestowed each a name.

"For our swift and agile wind dragon," the Emperor proclaimed, his voice carrying the whisper of a breeze, "I name you Sulya. May your wings carry you to distant horizons, guiding us through the unseen currents of the skies."

As he named the first dragon, Sulya stood up taller. I compared the baby dragonling and the grownup. There wasn't even a slight difference between the two except for the height and mature air.

Sulya was and still is sleek and agile, with scales that shimmer like gossamer in the sunlight. His body is streamlined, designed for swift flight, with wings adorned in patterns resembling swirling air currents. Sulya's eyes are a striking shade of sky blue, reflecting intelligence and curiosity. He emits a gentle aura of breeze wherever he goes, his presence light and airy.

Chika jumped forward as the Emperor held her baby form.
"Chika, you embody the fluidity and depth of the oceans. May your presence bring calm and renewal to our realm's waters."

Even as a child, Chika exudes elegance, adorned in scales that glisten like ocean waves. Her form was sinuous and fluid, designed to navigate the depths of lakes and seas effortlessly. Chika's scales range in hues from deep indigo to cerulean blue, reminiscent of tranquil waters. Her eyes were deep and mysterious, reflecting the wisdom of the ocean depths but still had a mischievous air about them.

The Emperor's gaze then shifted to the enigmatic darkness dragon, his eyes glinting with intrigue. "Tartarus, keeper of shadows and mysteries, your presence cloaks us in a veil of intrigue. May your wisdom illuminate the depths of the unknown."

"That's Tartarus, right?" I ask. The dragons nod curtly. "He grew up to be a spitting image of his baby self." Said Adara.

With a warm smile, he addressed the radiant light dragon next. "Ignis, your brilliance shines like a beacon in the darkest of times. May your light guide us through moments of uncertainty and despair."

"That's me, still guiding these idiots to this very day." Laughs Ignis. "Instead of focusing on us you should have done something about your appearance!" Boulder sticks out his tongue slightly.

"Why! I look beautiful. Look, even then I emanated a radiant glow, with scales that shimmered like polished gold. My form was and is graceful and luminous, evoking the warmth and brilliance of sunlight." She huffs in reply.

Next, the Emperor turned to the steadfast earth dragon. "Boulder, rooted in strength and resilience, may your unwavering stability fortify our lands and provide us with sustenance."

"If you think you were beautiful, then look at my unmatched might. I embody strength and solidity, with sturdy scales that resemble rugged stone formations. My form is robust and grounded, built for endurance and resilience. Beat that!" Boulder gives Ignis a haughty expression.