The Girl Who Became Queen

Chris was laying beside me, it was eight o'clock am in the morning, Chris smiles, and he rubs my stomach, Chris laughs,"I know how we're going to use our time for the rest of our lives." I smiled back. "I know, I know. you don't have to repeat it twice Chris." I blush so much Chris has to kiss me again  to stop. I get out of the bed and I start putting my clothes on, Chris follows, "You don't have to wear that dress again today, I can tell we are going to go through across a lot today. so wear something casual Rose." "Okay Chris." I stop what I'm doing and I pick some comfy clothes and start putting those on.  Chris notices my stomach. he stares at for an uncomfortable amount of time. "What's the matter Chris?" "Umm.. Nothing." "Chris tell me." "Fine!  I'll tell you Rose. We werewolves age slower, but while we're being developed in the womb we develop faster than normal humans, like actual wolves their babies are born in 8 months, And that will happen to you. Maybe even earlier. We are only a month away from Babylon. but I can spot your first trimester right now. it looks like its about 10 weeks old by now. You should look down, because I can see your baby bump. and we should start thinking of names." I'm just completely shocked. my own daughter/son. I put a hand on my belly and rub, I can feel them. I have 2 babies coming! day after  day they will grow and be mine. Chris interrupts my new news. "And today we'll be doing the Ritual. To be together forever."I get really happy and I sarcastically speak"What genders do you think they will be?" Chris laughs "Both boys." I laugh at his answer and I smack him on the back."Both." I speak to him through my mind. "I Think we should name them something loyal. like Leo and Lillian. Or Ceilia or Max." Chris laughs even harder. "I think we should name them something we both like, lets wait until we can see/feel them kicking and we'll be able to figure out their personalities and name them correctly. Do you agree?" "I concur. But I'll except it because it sounds like a wonderful idea." Chris comes over and gives me a tight squeeze of a hug and kisses me and says "I'll be working for Charlotte today, you should just run around today, around the ship. I'll be moving crates and doing some stuff on the ship." I nod and he walks out of the cabin. I follow but he goes to the higher decks and I go to the lower. I am starving. I feel the mood to eat pickles. I go to where they serve the ship's men food. I politely ask the cook for some pickles. he says he's out from making pickled herring,  they caught so much they knew they could sell it so they never got to making pickles. I didn't mind.  he offered me some of their grub. he said he made this new thing called chocolate. I could smell it from the back. he knew I wanted some and he handed me a huge serving of it. I thanked him and he said"Congratulations." I have a weird feeling about this ship. Everybody knows everything that is going on. I feel violated. but alas, I am starving! I grab the bowl of chocolate and I sit with a group of girls, they help around the ship. they clean, and act like nurses, and sometimes cook. There was this one girl who looked just like Evie. I introduced myself. she became ecstatic. she said he name was Niccolette. I asked if I could call her Nikki she said yes. We talked and talked and talked. She speaks,"So, Have you figured names yet?" "No. Chris and I are having trouble figuring out the genders though. So we have no Idea. and we have to think of six names because they could be a boy and a boy. a girl and a girl or a girl and a boy." "Well, my mother's name was Mary Anne, We called her Mannie, for short. It could go both ways." I finished eating my chocolate."Well I like that name. I'll think about it. Bye Nikki!" "Bye Liz!" I get up and I return the bowl to the cook. he asked how I liked it. I said I loved it. he was happy. I walked up the stairs and I came back to the room. I opened the door and laid on the bed. I sang a song my real mother used to sing to me to the little sea monkeys inside of me. Called Hushabye Mountain. "A gentle breeze from hushabye mountains o'er the hills and o'er the bay....." and the door slams open. It's Charlotte. What does she want? she speaks as of she's out of breath,"It's time."