Chapter 37: Sleep Sweet Child

Onyx:

Unable to maintain a steady composure as my body shot over the edge, violently heaving into the vase once again as Anna held my hair from my face. Kano hissed in disgust as the bed shifted with his weight.

“Take care of her. Notify me when she is feeling better.” Kano grumbled darkly as the door creaked closed with a heavy click.

Anna exhaled deeply as my body relaxed, lying back into bed with a shaky exhale of relief. Anna held the bowl of broth up to my lips, feeling the warmth glide gently along my lips as it coated my raw throat with a heavy swirl in my stomach.

“It has ginger root also, so it will help soothe the morning sickness.” She smiled softly as I took a few more sips, pulling back with a soft sigh.

Lacing my fingers along my stomach, feeling the slight pulse of energy swirl protectively around my babies like a water balloon, when you blow into then add water.

Perfect idea to do with the girls and my “trio” when I figure how to get the “Fuck” out of this dingy house. I mean the bones of the house are spectacular in how the curved beams hold seamlessly to the stone arches and the different peaks into the stone design.

The natural age of the wood, popping the different graining designs made naturally in the growth of the tree. Anna smiled softly at me as she watched me ponder on the cycle of life and the many, unknown questions of their beauty and demise.

“How is Dirk and Jun?” Anna asked softly as she placed the bowl on the night table with a candle lit lantern with frosted glass against the black iron frame.

Studying Anna’s expression as it showed love and concern as her hands smoothed out her black dress with a white apron.

A maid servant and her husband was a Butler in this cold, heartless place.

“We all were doing good. I had disappeared for a year, fearing the threat Kano and Zek would hurt my mates, resulting in them missing my first pregnancy.” The tears slowly fell from my eyes as Anna wiped them away with gentle thumbs.

“Tell me about them.” She smiled brightly as she wiped away the sweat beads that were slowly disappearing, along with the heavy swirling in my stomach.

“Ailana is quiet, and strong like her father Davyn with her cute little scrunched nose when she feeds. Heilani is gentle but firm when she doesn’t like something, so much like Birgir when he speaks from the heart. Keilani is lighthearted, goofy like Mikkel with her little faces she makes when feeding or cooing along with her sisters.” The heavy knot formed in my throat as Anna squeezed my hand gently as tears fell from her eyes.

“Three precious gems for three strong mates.” She proudly spoke as something rang oddly to me.

“Anna, you just said “precious gems”.” I asked curiously because Nana called the girls the same thing during my pregnancy.

“Yes. My dragon called each hatchling a “precious gem” when we would help other dragon mothers deliver and incubate their hatchlings.” Anna spoke softly as my body began to feel relaxed.

“Anna, can you feel your dragon?” I asked with a soft yawn as I felt my weak and fuzzy connection to Jun.

“Oh, sweet girl. My dragon connection faded a few centuries ago, after she fled with the Royal ladies and the young master mated to the princess at the time.” Anna stroked my cheek softly, sending a warm tingle through my body.

“What was her name?” I asked curiously as the fur blanket caressed my skin in a soothing embrace.

“Nailana, or Nana to her closest friends.” Cupping Anna’s hand in mine as her eyes glistened brightly talking about her friend and dragon.

“A-anna.” I stuttered softly with a yawn as she shushed me softly, urging me to sleep.

“Sleep sweet child. I’ll be right here.” She reassured me as my eyes grew heavy, slowly slipping into a comfortable sleep holding Nana’s friend and spirit fox’s hand.

Zek:

The wispy flickers of orange and red, danced smoothly along the large stone and hickory fireplace, sipping on the smokey bouquet of the fifty year aged bourbon.

Basking in the soft warmth as the bear pelt, draped gently around my shoulders as Kano huffed darkly through the large stone archway.

“How’s the “Princess”?” I hissed between my teeth as the warm bourbon, smoothly slid down my throat collecting in my stomach with the natural warmth of the fireplace.

Kano grabbed his glass sitting next to the matching Gothic revival high back chair, sinking down casually with a bear pelt, staring into the endless dance of the flames.

Humming blissfully against his glass as his cold, endless orbs gleamed brightly with a hidden intent.

“Apparently, our girl has a fever and decided the Ming Dynasty vase was a better option to puke into than the bathroom, fifteen feet from the bed.” Kano scoffed with an eyeroll that could be heard with the visual.

Choking on my bourbon in laughter as Kano gave me that “really” glare, knowing how much he has been looking forward to his “Bride” being inside his bed chambers. Expelling the round of laughing as Viviana flashed through my head, doing the same thing when she found out…

“Kano?” I asked curiously if he noticed anything different about the “princess”.

“Yes.” Is all he replied as he sipped gently against the dark ambered liquid, glistening gently with the flickering flames as his gaze held mine with a perked brow.

Smiling darkly against the satisfying bourbon, sliding along my tongue as Kano clinked his glass with mine in a small victory against the bigger situation.

A pregnant Royal in our possession could prove more beneficial in our current knowledge, and experimentation to change how hatchlings are produced. Not to mention the “live donor” for blood to produce the serum for the hybrids.

“Best part, she thinks she can hide it from me.” Kano laughed darkly as he closed his eyes with a large Cheshire grin laced dangerously across his lips.

“This works out in our favor. Not only do we get to monitor her pregnancy and see what changes are occurring, but her enriched blood will help further our experiments with the hybrids.” I laughed with a scoff, watching the flames swirl and twist as they slowly ate away at the pine logs in a dark trans.

“Masters.” Ziggy bowed his head as he entered into the large study with a concerned expression twitching darkly across his face.

“What did you discover Ziggy?” Kano asked with a deep hiss as he finished off his bourbon.

“Just as we suspected, all the portals have closed.” Ziggy stood firmly with his hands behind his back as Kano shared a curious brow with me.

“Figured as much. It’s our beautiful “Onyx” we should thank for that.” I laughed as Kano clinked his glass with mine as Ziggy shared a questioning gaze with us.

“Her next phase in transformation has begun.” Kano laughed darkly with me as Ziggy stood mouth agape.

“Well, shouldn’t we move her to the “Cave”?” Ziggy asked with a panicked hitch as his brow twitched with that nervous tick he had since birth.

“No need, she’s currently “unavailable” to her dragon side.” Kano laughed louder as his eyes glazed over with that murderous glint, whenever he got a brilliant idea.

I would be the first one to taste her.

Not Him!