The wind howled as a demon knight paced. He was finally getting a son and it couldn't happen to anyone more deserving, or so it was led to believe. "Lord Vincent, why don't you rest. Yasu-sama's still in the beginning stages of labor. The baby won't be here for several more hours." a voice whispered. Lord Vincent turned and looked at Kain, his most trusted advisor and he sighed.
"I wish the boy would hurry up and get here!" he exclaimed. A maid rushed out, looking like she'd seen a ghost. "What!?" Vincent asked, looking at the harried maid.
"Y-Yasu-sama's disappeared! She's vanished!" the maid exclaimed. Vincent growled and stormed to the chamber he'd assigned to Yasu when he found out she'd conceived. He saw that the maid was right. He let out a primal growl, causing his servants to cower in fear.
"WHERE IS SHE!?" he screamed. He sent out search parties. He began to pace his throne room.
Yasu panted and clutched her spasming abdomen. 'Just a little further little one. You can't be born under HIS roof, not after we've been through so much just trying to survive!' she thought as she made her way further from Lord Vincent's castle. She stopped in a clearing filled with violets and wild lavender. She decided to rest a moment as she felt another contraction hit her hard and fast. She quickly said a spell and a dragon's roar could be heard.
"You called?" the dragon rumbled, arching his muscular black neck, looking at Yasu.
"Yes. I need a dragon to protect my child once it is born whether it is male or female."
"Then my son and daughter Yin and Yang should be enough protection for your child." Yasu nodded her head as another contraction hit her. She let out a pained scream and went down to her knees. She felt something burst inside her and felt the tiny life she'd carried begin to slide out on another contraction. She looked and saw creamy ivory skin, flawless despite being covered in blood. She looked at the dragon who snapped the umbilical cord and Yasu gently picked up the tiny body. She looked and a smile came onto her lips. 'A girl, just as I knew it would be. What to name her?' A breeze blew the clouds away, revealing a full moon. 'I know a perfect name for you then. I'll name you Luna, for you are born under the moon, even if you're born as a slave.' she thought and then she heard the leaves rustle and she knew that she wasn't alone anymore.