"normal speech" 'thoughts'
Emma's POV
I continued to lay in Maleficent's lap as she washed whatever was happing on my back, the pain was still there, and it hurt more when I moved but her soothing cold touches helped a large amount. She continued to talk about random topics with me, I believe this is, so I don't think about the pain in my back but that's very difficult.
I was beginning to fall asleep in her lap the pain in my back having drained both my physical and mental energy "is it ok if I......." before I can finish speaking, I'm already out like a light softly snoring on Maleficent's lap.
Maleficent's POV
"is it ok if I......" I watch as Emma falls asleep before she can finish speaking the pain is still evident on her face, but her sleep is still peaceful as I continue to smooth the cold cloth over her back. Her wings were coming through quite quickly which was very lucky for her as normally this process takes days for a hatchling but since she is grown her body is able to take the abruptness of the change much easier than a year-old hatchling.
I place the cloth back into the bucket of now red water and vanish it from the area 'I feel sorry for anyone that might drop on' I think with a smirk on my face but it turns to a soft smile as I look down at Emma, running my hands through her hair and bring her some comfort from the inferno that I know is going on inside her at the moment.
"I finally found one of you, my poor sweet child" I mumble to myself as tears once again make their way down my cheeks "just two more to find" at this my quite crying turns into sobs as I hold my hurting child, who is already an adult. Placing my hand over my mouth to try and muffle the sobs making sure not to wake Emma.
Over the next couple of hours I watch as Emma sleep and monitor her wings growth, they are nearly fully grown now as the leathery texture of the wings are starting to break through the softer layer that it began as, the wings at the moment look like a dull grey colour but as the softer layer peals away I can start to see the true colour of her wings.
Blotches of dark blue and silver are shown underneath the grey "my Nuri you will be a beautiful dragon, the marking of your mother you have" this makes me smile, happy that one of my children shares so much with her other mother. The thought of Emma's other mother makes me sad as I remember the day, she was ripped away from me and her children and then just days after those stupid Charming's rip my children, my babies away from me as well.
The hurt look on my loves face as she was ripped out of my arms by that one handed idiot was heart-breaking, her cries to be let go and return to us faded quickly as the idiot knocked her out I could only watch as he dragged her from our cave. It was the last time I saw her and I haven't stopped thinking about her since then, but then our hatchlings only days after her kidnapped were ripped from me as well it nearly killed me the heart-break shatter further as I lost my three little ones, never being able to see them hatch from their eggs thinking that all this time that they were dead.
As I began to sob again my body shook much harder this time causing me to wake my little Nuri up, the name brings a smile to my face through the tears. "Mal what's wrong?" Emma asks before shooting up from her spot in my lap her eyes wide and alert scanning me "are you hurt? Did something happen?"
Emma continues to ramble not taking notice that her front is once again on full display and that due to her reaction her wings were fully spread out behind her, her wing stretched out to able 26ft each wing being about 13ft 'very impressive especially in her human form, this means her dragon is quite a large one.'
Still seeing the frazzled alert look to Emma's face I cant help but chuckle at my child and how in just hours she has become this close to me, as I chuckle I was as she looks at me puzzled with her head slightly tilted to the side her wings also relaxing and coming down to lay on her back while the tips and then some lay along the ground. "Emma darling come here" I say to her as I open my arms for her from which she launches herself at me her wings pushing her off the ground making me laugh at her suddenly panicked face.
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