Tale of The Unlikely Heroes

Chapter 11

Waking up Aryas vision was nothing more the a blur of colors in the morning light as she felt the fiery pain throughout her body.

"Elora.....please help me this...this pain" Arya whispered in a strained voice as Isabel woke with a start.

"Arya shh please quiet, you should be resting." She said softly while checking on the child. 'I'm here little one' Elora spoke as she set her head next to Aryas and helped share the pain through their minds 'I can't numb the pain for it helps us know if your ok but I can make it easier to bare by sharing it.' Looking at Isabel Arya mumbled as she shut her eyes.

"How is he?..." Walking over Isabel brushed some of Arya's hair out of the way and said smiling.

"Arya their fine. You had twins a boy and girl." Eyes flicking open Arya stared in shock "T...twins?" She mumbled as Jones walked in holding one that was bundled in blankets as he fed it a small bottle of milk.

"Oh hey you're awake." He said seeing the princess awake. Looking over at him Isabel shook her head with a soft laugh.

"Jones don't pester her, she is still weary and weak." Complaining a little he smiled and walked over to the princess he set the small bundle with her.

"So whatcha gonna name them?" Looking at the bundle Arya smiled a little and slowly picked it up.

"I...I'm not really sure." She said with a whisper of breath. "Well I mean you could probably name him Foxfire it sounds good." Jones said looking at the child Isabel was holding. Laughing softly Arya shut her eyes and mumbled.

"You and Isabel can name him." "Alright well that settles it he is now Foxfire, sounds like a warrior." He said and chuckled at himself. Falling silent Arya held the small girl as she opened her eyes and looked at it.

"What about you?....What should you be called?" Stepping closer Isabel smiled shyly before looking around a little.

"May I suggest a name? I know they're your children but...." She trailed off as Arya looked over and smiled some.

"Go ahead Isabel you don't have to ask me to suggest a name." Nodding Isabel looked at Jones before smiling a little and turning back to the princess.

"Well I saw the name in a book and I thought it was pretty. Ilyrana I believe is how you say it." She mumbled as Arya giggled and smiled.

"Yes that is correct Isabel and I would agree it is a very pretty name. I feel if you happen to want that to be her name then it would be permitted." Jones looked between the woman as he just blanked out in confusion.

"What?" Smiling Isabel nodded "I think it would be a fitting name for the daughter of a princess." Elora stood as she walked around the bed and set her muzzle next to Arya, curiously she sniffed the small child and stared at it 'I agree with Isabel'.

"Well miss under these circumstances I say you're stuck here. I'm not going to let you run around stabbing things and getting hurt when you have these two now." He said motioned to the babies. Arya stared at Jones in confusion.

"Wow Jones that's the first time I've heard you speak with intelligence." Frowning he glanced at the door.

"Well duh I'm not a bag of rocks like the cat." Giggling Isabel shook her head "Princess rest please your weak and need rest." Sighing Arya mumbled and looked down at the child in her arms

"Isabel...Jones I..I thank you. I hope that my rudeness and cold heartedness in the past can be forgiven. But in place I offer both this. If you wish to live here in the elven capital." Looking at the princess, he sighed.

"Arya you know well enough that me and Isabel wouldn't be able to pay for a home or anything." Sitting up with a wince and a whimper Arya held the baby girl.

"Jones....I would have some of my people sing your house out trees, you could choose where it is within reasonable distance to the city and no pay would be involved. You do forget Jones or well most likely haven't realized that I'm not as cold towards you as it seems. No Isabel I'm not trying to steal him for I'm far too old, he's more of that annoying brother."Glancing at Jones the Arya Isabel giggled.

"Oh Princess i know you aren't trying to steal him but can you really grant us a home and a life here? You are only the princess." Laughing a soft and strained laugh Arya smiled "Isabel, my father the king he is only the figure to the humans. I'm the true head of my people. So for the answer to your question yes i can grant you those things and I'm not queen for my father is still alive." Closing her eyes Arya sighed and panted a bit from exhaustion as Isabel gently removed the child and handed it to Jones. Turning back to the princess Isabel pushed her into a laying position and pulled the blankets over her as Elora whimpered.

'I've never seen her so weak, it frightens me.' Jones walked over to Elora and chuckled to himself as Isabel tended to Arya.

"Elora I'd try to pick you up like a lap dog but I'm holding a child and well you're too heavy and you'd probably kill me if i tried. But she's fine, it'll take some time for her to recover but most are this weak after just one child. She had two and she's tiny so it's hit her hard." Glancing up at Jones, Elora let out a warning growl before she spoke.

'Don't even...When did you become gentle with words?' Laughing Jones replied in his own mind which still disconcerted him.

'Oh I'm still an asshole but there's children and Isabel. I don't really care if you're worried.' Growling she stared up at him.

'As soon as the child is safe out of your arms I'm going to destroy you' Staring at the wolf he shifted the child closer to his chest and sticks out his tongue as her blue eyes pierced his eyes. Standing Isabel sighed looking a bit strained.

"Jones stop picking on the poor wolf and help me take care of the two little ones. I'll have my hands full tending to Arya." Laughing Jones looked at Isabel before glancing at Elora.

"Poor wolf, my ass." His face went from humored to pure shock as he looked down at the baby girl in his arms.

"Uhhh..oops." He mumbled meekly as Isabel glared at him.