Disclaimer: I don't own Aly or Nawat or anything other than the characters I've made up…sad…I know…
Disclaimer: I don't own Aly or Nawat or anything other than the characters I've made up…sad…I know….
A/n: Review and tell me what you think. Should I keep going? And does anyone have unusual girl or boy names I'm coming to a loss on what to name 5 children…especially when looking at the Kyprin Isles and Tortall.
"Nawat! I need Nawat!" Aly called in a tense voice
"Why?" Dove asked. They were sitting in a tactics meeting.
"Our child is coming. Right now" Aly stood up and waddled from the room. Shooting glances at Chenaoul and Fesgao. She burst out of the doors and moved as quickly as a woman can when she's in her ninth month of pregnancy. Suddenly though her feet were no longer under her. She looked over her shoulder and saw she was being carried by Taybur Sibigat.
"I heard our spymaster was in labor. Thought I might lend a hand." He chuckled.
"Just bring me to my rooms and find Nawat!" Aly breathed through another contraction as she was carried swiftly through the castle.
"AHHHHHHH!" Aly screamed through another push.
"Aly you are doing so great. I can see the head. One more push honey." The midwife called. Aly prepped herself for one more push and then she heard a cry of a newly born human.
"You have a beautiful baby girl." The midwife smiled and handed the baby to her assistant to be cleaned. Then Aly saw her face change. "Aly, I'm going to need you to push again. There is one more baby."
"One more baby? As in twins?" Aly said and then felt the stabbing pain of another contraction. "I am going to KILL my mother!"
"One push and it's out darling Aly Go." Aly grit her teeth and pushed one more time. For the second time in ten seconds she heard the cries of a newborn. "And you have a handsome boy as well." Aly nodded and settled down for one impressive nap.
Over and hour later Aly and Nawat sat alone with their children in their quarters.
"Oh how I love you Aly BrightEyes." He said as he kissed her lips
"I love you too. What shall we name them?" she asked, her voice weary.
"I know how you miss Ulasim and Junai. Should we honor them?"
"Not the first names. But the middle names would be good." She said looking at him
"I like names that start with A." he smiled
"Of course you do. I love the name Keila for little girls." Aly told Nawat.
"So, we have Keila Junai and Andrew Ulasim." Nawat smiled and walked over to the children
"Where did Andrew come from?" she asked as she too moved toward the bassinets.
"A name I heard in Tortall I liked." He mused, "I love you. For our nestlings."
"And I love you. Though during labor I vowed to never have another nestling." She smirked at him.
"Oh, I will change that point of view. I want plenty more nestlings." He kissed her and they went to bed. Aly awoke from a deep slumber to see Kyprioth near the bassinets.
"Kyprioth what are you doing?" she whispered sliding her robe over her shoulders.
"Admiring your handiwork. It's amazing how much they look like you." He mused
"We wanted to have the, Kyprized or what ever you call it." She joked
"oh, my being here means they have been fully recognized as an offspring of my favorite task keeper." He smiled at her. "Come here pretty Aly. Come gaze upon the future of the Kyprin throne." He led her to her son's bassinet.
"Andy? The future? He's not even a day old though." She said
" Dove's oldest girl. Amalia, I think will take a liking to this boy. He will be king of The Kyprin Isles. And this little girl…well I'll let you figure her out. But she will be fun." Kyprioth laid a hand on each of the babies foreheads and dropped to give Aly a kiss on hers. "I'll be seeing you." With that the god disappeared and Aly sighed
10 years later:
Aly Crow sat in her office reading over a report that had come home with Boulaj. She heard a knock at the door and looked up.
"Come in." she called and was immediately ambushed by her oldest daughter.
"Mother. I need you to hide me from Auntie Chenaoul. She saw my dress and wants to give me a bath." Keila giggled and Aly looked at her daughter. She was a mess. Her golden sarong was covered in mud and grass. Her little sandals were wet with water and her black hair was knotted in many places.
"I'll hide you if you tell me where you've been." Aly sighed, not sure if she wanted to hear.
"Well Badi, he's a merchants son, he said that I couldn't beat him in a race. I told him I could and he challenged me. So me and Ramielle, you know Aunt Dove's daughter, we went out by the Golden gate and me and Badi raced. But just like I knew he would, he cheated. So I tackled him. We ended up in the lily viewing pond. Then Badi, he kissed me! He said he thinks I'm pretty. By then I was pretty well filthy so we held hands in the sun until I dried off. Now auntie Chenaoul has a paddle and a bath…" They both heard the knock at the same time.
"You get in my cubby hole." Aly opened up the door under her feet and Keila slid into it. "Come in." Aly called
"Where is that girl? I'm going to get her good one." Chenaoul burst into the room.
"I haven't seen her dear one. Perhaps she is with Andy. You know how she hates baths." Aly smiled
"If I hear you were hiding that little chitlin I'll paddle you. Doesn't matter to me that you are 29, you're not to old young girl." Chenaoul looked stern for a moment and then turned and left.
Aly waited a bit then let her daughter out. "Why don't you go find Winna and have her give you a bath. Then have your Da and have him braid your hair." Keila smiled and skipped out of the room. Aly shook her head and looked at her papers. She then thought about her children. At 29 she had 4 children and one more was on the way. She tried once more to reimmerse herself in the reports but failed and went to seek out food and her children.
A/n: BTW thankl you to inktounge58 for pointing out my timeline was a bit scewed. here's how it looks in my mind. Dove has her daughter Amalia when she is 18 with her husband she married when she was 17. So Andy is 2 years older the Amalia...look for the next chapter in the next few days...