the one and only
08-05-2013, 06:03 PM
Though he would never know the pain of bearing children, or carrying them for a season - he imagined it to be quite taxing on one's body. It was this knowledge that caused him to be positively in awe of his wife's strength. He thought himself to be a strong man, one that could stand up against adversity and fight for his family, but she was bringing his family into being - forming it within her very womb. It was the Queen whom deserved the most praise, though it seemed much of the attention would be focused on himself, at least until she was able to move around more freely and act like her normal self. When that happened, she would be a Queen to be reckoned with, one that Seracia would hold with the highest esteem and look up to. When that happened, he would be a father and she a mother. They would have a family. Oh how he couldn't wait. But dreaming of the future couldn't distract him from the present. My wife is anything but fat, ah, the proper thing for a husband to say. He smirked almost as soon as it left his lips. She was growing larger, but that was to be expected - and was actually a good sign that his children were healthy, and possibly large in number. I'm glad. He smiled, craning his vision to the side to gaze at her affectionately. She began to tell him he would be a great father. He drew his affectionate lips from her stomach. Hardly, he chided. No one could hold a candle to Cairo. It then occurred to him that he had heard little of her mother - nothing, in fact. And so as he complimented her, he avoided speaking of her dam. You will be a spectacular mother. He mirrored her own actions by nudging toward her muzzle, with a devious and devilish glean in his eyes. He rested his chin on the earth, reluctantly reeling it away from her. What do you imagine they'll be like? The King mused, speaking his own thoughts out loud. It was the children he referred to, the children growing every day in his wife's womb. He wondered if they would be anything like himself, or Epiphron, or even his biological mother and father that he hardly remembered. His father had been black, would that be evident in his children at all? His mother had graced himself and his siblings with her red, would that show through in his own offspring? What about Epiphron's side? Would there be children in likeness to Cairo? The possibilities were endless, and intriguing. speak, |
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