Trapped in Another World With No Magic

Chapter 131: A Dangerous Request

Wenlianna paces the lounge on the airship near the tea table where one of the magic radios Daniel helped her develop. She has her notebook in her hand and open to a page with various observations and plans scribbled on it haphazardly.

Of course, she hasn't been able to read a single word for the past hour, becoming more and more anxious in proportion to the time that has passed.

There's no way they'll lose, right? Hekate and the Dragon Empresses are with them. Plus, Mother sent the knights as well. That's more than enough.

The magic artisan hums in anxious frustration as she continues worrying.

What if there's something else? What if Yaulwembor wasn't the last of its kind? Should we go? Should I have accompanied them? What...?

"Wenlianna..." states the stern and matronly voice of her mother, yanking the eldest Stalvaltan daughter out of her thoughts.

"Y-Yes, Mother?"

Aramellianna sighs. "I've called you three times."
"S-Sorry. I was just... thinking..."

The Grand Duchess sips at her drink, the green band wine that Daniel presented to her as a gift. She pats the lounge sofa she's seated on. "Come. Sit, Wenlianna."

Haldestania is seated next to the Grand Duchess, drawing with 'crayons', which Daniel provided for her, along with paper. The colored wax writing utensils are surprisingly easy for children to use, and apparently easier and less costly to make. And, she has a huge selection of colors. Bunnrimae is also playing a board game against Aoloan, who is teaching her as they play.

Wenlianna nervously fidgets, but she obeys her mother, walking over sheepishly and plopping down next to the matriarch of the Stalvaltan household.

Aramellianna doesn't even ask, pouring a small amount of wine for her daughter.

"M-Mother? I... Daniel said..."

"You had your cycle last week, did you not?"

The magic artisan turns pale and flinches. She looks down, admitting quietly, "Y-... Yes..."

"I'm not ashamed of you, my darling Wenlie. It took your father and I several tries before you graced us with your presence. Haldestania was the least troublesome, if we were to compare."

"I was?" asks the youngest daughter happily as her third eldest sister, Yormolett giggles nearby.

The Grand Duchess pets the youngest girl's head, adding, "Yes, my sweet baby. Your father barely looked at me, and you came along."

This time, Kera'tai and Aoloan snicker softly in amusement.

Aramellianna then continues her point to her eldest child as she gives the wine glass to Wenlianna. "You'll find success soon enough. From what I have seen, Daniel has had no issues yet."

This time, Yormolett snickers as she glances at Kera'tai and Aoloan, who grin playfully.

"But, that is not what is troubling you, is it?"

Wenlianna looks down at her mother's knowing question. "No..."

The Grand Duchess taps her glass gently to Wenlianna's, nodding as she lifts her glass to take a sip, and Wenlianna relents, drinking her own. She sighs as the sharp taste passes her tongue.

"I would trade my prized garden to send Daniel back in time to produce this drink for all of the times I was waiting on my dear husband." She cups Wenlianna's cheek gently.

"During times of war, when your beloved rides off to battle, it is a luxury to believe he will return in only a day or so. Normally, campaigns take weeks or months." She sips her wine, smirking. "And, a Stalvaltan daughter was born eight months later." <Author Note: 10 Earth months is approx. 8.33 Zenkon months.>