I'm re-doing this to make it much more orginal. It will be much, much better and my updates will be daily I swear!
"C'mon Ellie…just a little more" said Irma as she gripped the Queens sweaty hand.
The Queens face was contorted in pain. Her blonde hair was plastered to her forehead and the sweat was rolling down her face by the bucket load.
Seven figures were crowded around the Queen. One was the Royal midwife named Talan. The other was a man whose expression was one of sheer worry and anticipation as he gripped one of the Queens hands. The rest were five women who the Queen valued more than life.
The blonde haired woman was beginning to show her own condition. Underneath her blue robes was a small bump, she had the honour of helping deliver the baby being fully trained as a doctor. Gripping the other hand of the Queen firmly was a curvy woman with scruffy brunette locks tumbling into her blue eyes.
At either side of the queen were another two woman. One had long blue-black hair that was tied up in a messy ponytail, her brightly coloured clothes stood out from the mass of traditional blue. The other had big warm brown eyes and medium length red hair, which was scraped into a bun.
The last was showing signs of being at least six months pregnant. Her short black hair was in a braid while her glasses slipped down the edge of her nose.
Finally after ten more agonising minutes a high pitched cry could be heard.
The little baby was cleaned and examined.
"Is it healthy?" Gasped the Queen.
"Congratulations your highnesses you have a healthy baby boy" said Talon as he wrapped the small infant in a blue blanket.
"I have a boy?" Said the Royal Consort in happiness as the Queen smiled faintly.
Suddenly the Queens face extorted in pain.
"C'mon Ellie…you can do it" said Cornelia.
A blinding white light filled the room before another cry was heard.
"Your highness…it's a girl" said Talon happily.
Elyon smiled wearily.
"Hello little baby…it's your Auntie Hay Lin" cooed Hay as she gazed at the baby boy in the Royal consorts arms.
"It's amazing" breathed Cornelia as she cradled the girl.
"What are you going to call them?" Asked Irma.
The Queen smiled as the two baby's were placed in front of her.
The boy had a tuft of brown hair while the girl had a tuft of blonde. Both had identical icy blue eyes.
"Alexander…and Erika" smiled Elyon as she glanced lovingly at them before smiling at the King.
Princess Erika and Prince Alexander…
A voice echoed through time as he fell.
How long had he been falling? A month? A year? A decade?
Time had no meaning when you were falling. You loose track of it after a while of falling. After endless scenery of clouds you forget what you were…
All he knew was that with every metre he fell his hatred increased. He vowed to get revenge. That was what was keeping him alive, the thought of revenge on his sister and on the guardians.
Suddenly the falling sensation stopped and for a moment he dared to open his eyes expecting to see the endless clouds he'd condemned himself too.
Instead he found he couldn't open his eyes…It was too bright.
That was when he felt it. There was no mistaking the hard cold texture.
He was kneeling on land.
Peering open an eye he almost laughed with joy. He was leaning on stone!
After ten years he was free.
Yes that was Elyon in labour. Just incase you want the ages here they are:
Elyon: 26
Cornelia:26
Will: 26
Hay Lin: 25
Irma: 25
Taranee: 25