{Dark Magic} Nozel Silva x Reader

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Reader POV

Noah was now six. He was currently dressed nicely as he held the three-year-old Diamond Princess Sepharia.

You and your friends were in the Diamond Castle. Yuno had found a wife and her name was Fiona.

Proud parents King Mars and Queen Fana watched with happiness.

"Aren't they just cute?" You cooed.

Noah indeed was just like his father. He was cool-demeanor around people but behind closed doors and around those he trusted, he was loving and mischievous.

"Indeed," Mars picked up Sepharia. Sepharia had her mother's pink hair and her father's purple eyes.

Ever since the six years ago, the Diamond Kingdom's reputation soared. No longer was it feared.

All four kingdoms had an alliance that allowed merchants, mages, and commoners alike to roam freely between the four kingdoms.

What used to be the Grand Magic Zone was now a booming city.

"Come here," Nozel patted his lap and Noah climbed onto his father's lap. "You know, one day you might be the Wizard King."

"That would be interesting," Yuno commented. "Asta, how many times do I have to tell you?"

Asta was right now patting Noelle's swollen stomach. "I know, I know! I just wanted to see if our kid was going to kick me again,"

Noelle swatted him. "Bakasta!"

"Seems some things haven't changed, eh?" Nozel grinned.

Noah then grabbed his father's lingering braid and tugged it- hard. 

"Ouch!"

Everyone became frozen.

It was an unspoken rule that no one would pull his braid. Except you of course, during intercourse or if you were teasing him.

Nozel's dark aura spread around the Diamond Castle's courtyard. "Noah Sukehiro Silva, you are grounded."

"WHAT??" Noah protested. "Mommy pulls your braid!"

You sweatdropped as everyone slowly looked at you. "Noah dear, I suggest you run before your father kills you,"

Noah got the hint and ran off, bumping into Mimosa who moved out of the way.

"You little fool!" Nozel used his mercury magic and grabbed Noah in the air and plopped him on his lap once more. 

"Uh-oh..." You gulped.

"Don't touch my braid, alright?" Nozel growled. 

Noah just smirked and pulled it again. "Haha, Daddy looks mad!"

"Noah Sukehiro Silva, I am going to kill you one day," Nozel, sighed, giving up.

"No, he won't." 

...

It was now wintertime once more.

You had come down with a terrible cold.

Ever since the war, you were unable to use as much magic and therefore, were vulnerable.

"Shit...you really are unwell," Nozel gave you a worried glance as he placed a cool rag on your forehead.

You coughed some more. "Nozel, get out of the room. I don't want you getting whatever the hell I have,"

Noah was with his Uncle Leon and Aunt Mereleona.

 "I'm worried about you," Nozel's eyes were wide with worry.

The snow outside continued to fall.

..

"What's wrong with her?" Nozel asked the new head doctor, Dorian. 

"I don't know," he fussed. "I've never seen a sickness in any records as bad as what your wife has,"

"I'm begging you," Nozel got down on his knees and placed his head on Dorian's gloved hand. "Please. Do whatever it takes to make her better."

Dorian gave your husband a sad smile. "My team and I will do whatever we can. But ultimately, it is up to her."

Nozel came over to your frail form. "Kick whatever sickness you have out of your system, you hear me?"

You nodded weakly to him.

"You'd better not die on me, understood? Our daughter needs you, so you'd better not die!" Tears were streaming down his face. 

That's right.

You were seven months pregnant with a daughter.

He leaned over to kiss you, but Dorian stopped him.

"I'd advise you not to touch her," he said. "For your own safety."

"What about you, huh?" Nozel challenged.

"Your Highness, I implore you to calm down. We will contact you when you can visit next. Now go," a nurse said. "Noah needs you."

Nozel gave you one last worried stare before leaving the room.

Noah POV

Daddy picked me up from Uncle Leon's home.

"Is Mommy out of the hospital wing yet?" I asked.

Daddy didn't look at me as we flew over the Clover Kingdom. Snow gently fell. It made our cheeks red. "Not yet."

"Oh..."

"Why don't the two of us go stop by House Silva for something to cheer Mommy up?" Daddy suggested.

I brightened. "Like a drawing or something?"

"Yeah," Daddy wiped his eyes.

"Daddy, are you crying?" I asked.

He shook his head. "No, my eyes were sweating."

I cautiously moved closer to him and hugged him, not saying a word.

"Thank you, Noah." He hugged me back. "But your mother. I'm not sure she's okay,"

"Have hope, Daddy," I said cheerfully. "Grandpa Yami said Mommy would kick your ass if Mommy heard you."

Daddy sweatdropped. "Grandpa Yami said that? Well, I think you've spent enough time with him." 

It was silent the rest of the way to House Silva. Neither of us knew if Mommy was going to be okay or not.

She had to get better.