Wedding Night Baby
Chapter 2
By XellAn-Chan
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Zelgadiss hadn't really wanted to leave, but he couldn't face Amelia knowing that he hadn't been drunk the night before. Neither had she, for that matter. And yet, they had wound up just like everybody else...
He knew what she had been trying to ask him about, but he couldn't face that. He was ashamed of what they'd done, how indecent they'd acted. And he blushed at the very thought of even looking at her after that.
The real reason that he was leaving, however, was that he'd met the prince who hoped to marry Amelia, Prince Justen Turbopascal.The princess was required to marry soon for the good of her people; the prince had bragged how he'd win over her affections and Zel had believed it. Justen was tall, thin and fairly attractive, with dirty blond hair and hazel eyes. How could Amelia turn that down in favor of an ugly monster?
So the poor fool left Saillune, trying to also leave behind the memories of how he'd felt the night before and feeling even more like a monster for taking advantage of Amelia.
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"MOMMAAAAA!!!!!"
Filia blinked. Had she really fallen asleep in that bumpy wagon? Then she realized she had her head rested on Milgasia's shoulder and a blush crept across her face. He didn't seem to mind much, he just smiled at her pleasantly.
"Momma!" Valgaav demanded again and she turned her attention to her small son. She hummed to herself as she changed the child's diaper and gave him an bottle of apple juice. Last night had been magical and she was sure if it was because she had deeper feelings for Milgasia than she'd previously realized and not because she'd been drinking whatever Luna had brought.
"Filia?" Milgasia's placid voice questioned. "Hm?" She responded distractedly. "How long have I been helping you with Val? It's been over a year, hasn't it?" She nodded, still engrossed in the child. "Yeah." He paused, as if thinking hard about what he wanted to say next. "Have you ever considered getting married, Filia? The boy deserves a father." She blinked. "Of course I've considered it. But no one would want me."
He stared at her. "What do you mean?" A frown had crossed his handsome face. "Think about it, Milgasia. I was gone traveling for a long time, came home with a child and no husband. I am now a 'less-than-respectable' woman. Besides that, Val's not a Golden Dragon and I traveled with and am now associated with that piece of filth that calls himself Xellos." She spat out the name as if it burned her tongue, "What respectable man would want to marry me?" His heart stirred within his chest and he replied, without missing a beat, "I would," in a soft voice. Then, as an after thought, he added, "If you'd have me."
She froze. "Was...was that a proposal?" She whispered. "I...I...I honestly don't know." He'd stopped the horse and they sat in the wagon under a tree. Sunlight filtered through the branches, casting strange shadows on his troubled face. "I do love you, so I suppose it was." He fell silent as he looked at her. "How long have you felt this way?" She asked softly. "I've always admired you. And when I saw you taking responsibility for our people's mistakes, I thought very highly of you. But when I started helping with Valgaav, and I got to know the real you, everything became different. I didn't say anything, because you didn't seem interested," He paused, "Until last night."
She blushed. After what they'd done the night before, she really was the kind of woman their village believed her to be. But it had felt good and right and if Milgasia really wanted to marry her, she'd do it. "I suppose Val could use a father and since he's already quite attached to you...I will have you. I don't think there's any one I'd rather have."
He smiled, drew her into his arms and they kissed, much to Val's delight. The toddler grinned and clapped his little hands, squealing with glee.
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It didn't take Xellos long to realize something was amiss. He was standing sort of impatiently at the side of the road, watching as Dolphin scampered through a field chasing a butterfly, when he realized his right hand seemed oddly empty.
"My staff!" He exclaimed in dismay. In the process of convincing Dolphin it was time to leave, he must've forgotten it at the palace. "Dolphin, we need to go back. I forgot my staff." The crazed Lord gave no response, no indication that she'd heard him, just ran further away. Sighing, the priest chased after her.
When he'd finally managed to drag his "Auntie" back to the palace, he found Slyphiel still sitting on the steps, only now she was crying hysterically. Amelia sat beside the distraught priestess, trying to calm her down. "i can't remember a thing! What if I did something horrible?" The woman wailed, "What could I have done?!" He surveyed the scene in his usual cheerful manner. "wouldn't you like to know." He smirked.
"You know?" She asked hopefully, "Did I do anything really embarrassing or dishonorable?" He grinned, his finger wagging, "That's a secret!" Amelia frowned. "Now Mister Xellos, that's not very nice. How unjust of you to tease Miss Slyphiel when she obviously doesn't feel well." He sighed. "Let's just say we were both very... comfortable...and leave it at that." When an image of what she took his words to mean filled her mind, she cried harder.
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AN: well? any more guesses? was any one expecting Milgasia to pop the question? i bet not!!!!
Chapter 2
By XellAn-Chan
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Zelgadiss hadn't really wanted to leave, but he couldn't face Amelia knowing that he hadn't been drunk the night before. Neither had she, for that matter. And yet, they had wound up just like everybody else...
He knew what she had been trying to ask him about, but he couldn't face that. He was ashamed of what they'd done, how indecent they'd acted. And he blushed at the very thought of even looking at her after that.
The real reason that he was leaving, however, was that he'd met the prince who hoped to marry Amelia, Prince Justen Turbopascal.The princess was required to marry soon for the good of her people; the prince had bragged how he'd win over her affections and Zel had believed it. Justen was tall, thin and fairly attractive, with dirty blond hair and hazel eyes. How could Amelia turn that down in favor of an ugly monster?
So the poor fool left Saillune, trying to also leave behind the memories of how he'd felt the night before and feeling even more like a monster for taking advantage of Amelia.
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"MOMMAAAAA!!!!!"
Filia blinked. Had she really fallen asleep in that bumpy wagon? Then she realized she had her head rested on Milgasia's shoulder and a blush crept across her face. He didn't seem to mind much, he just smiled at her pleasantly.
"Momma!" Valgaav demanded again and she turned her attention to her small son. She hummed to herself as she changed the child's diaper and gave him an bottle of apple juice. Last night had been magical and she was sure if it was because she had deeper feelings for Milgasia than she'd previously realized and not because she'd been drinking whatever Luna had brought.
"Filia?" Milgasia's placid voice questioned. "Hm?" She responded distractedly. "How long have I been helping you with Val? It's been over a year, hasn't it?" She nodded, still engrossed in the child. "Yeah." He paused, as if thinking hard about what he wanted to say next. "Have you ever considered getting married, Filia? The boy deserves a father." She blinked. "Of course I've considered it. But no one would want me."
He stared at her. "What do you mean?" A frown had crossed his handsome face. "Think about it, Milgasia. I was gone traveling for a long time, came home with a child and no husband. I am now a 'less-than-respectable' woman. Besides that, Val's not a Golden Dragon and I traveled with and am now associated with that piece of filth that calls himself Xellos." She spat out the name as if it burned her tongue, "What respectable man would want to marry me?" His heart stirred within his chest and he replied, without missing a beat, "I would," in a soft voice. Then, as an after thought, he added, "If you'd have me."
She froze. "Was...was that a proposal?" She whispered. "I...I...I honestly don't know." He'd stopped the horse and they sat in the wagon under a tree. Sunlight filtered through the branches, casting strange shadows on his troubled face. "I do love you, so I suppose it was." He fell silent as he looked at her. "How long have you felt this way?" She asked softly. "I've always admired you. And when I saw you taking responsibility for our people's mistakes, I thought very highly of you. But when I started helping with Valgaav, and I got to know the real you, everything became different. I didn't say anything, because you didn't seem interested," He paused, "Until last night."
She blushed. After what they'd done the night before, she really was the kind of woman their village believed her to be. But it had felt good and right and if Milgasia really wanted to marry her, she'd do it. "I suppose Val could use a father and since he's already quite attached to you...I will have you. I don't think there's any one I'd rather have."
He smiled, drew her into his arms and they kissed, much to Val's delight. The toddler grinned and clapped his little hands, squealing with glee.
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It didn't take Xellos long to realize something was amiss. He was standing sort of impatiently at the side of the road, watching as Dolphin scampered through a field chasing a butterfly, when he realized his right hand seemed oddly empty.
"My staff!" He exclaimed in dismay. In the process of convincing Dolphin it was time to leave, he must've forgotten it at the palace. "Dolphin, we need to go back. I forgot my staff." The crazed Lord gave no response, no indication that she'd heard him, just ran further away. Sighing, the priest chased after her.
When he'd finally managed to drag his "Auntie" back to the palace, he found Slyphiel still sitting on the steps, only now she was crying hysterically. Amelia sat beside the distraught priestess, trying to calm her down. "i can't remember a thing! What if I did something horrible?" The woman wailed, "What could I have done?!" He surveyed the scene in his usual cheerful manner. "wouldn't you like to know." He smirked.
"You know?" She asked hopefully, "Did I do anything really embarrassing or dishonorable?" He grinned, his finger wagging, "That's a secret!" Amelia frowned. "Now Mister Xellos, that's not very nice. How unjust of you to tease Miss Slyphiel when she obviously doesn't feel well." He sighed. "Let's just say we were both very... comfortable...and leave it at that." When an image of what she took his words to mean filled her mind, she cried harder.
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AN: well? any more guesses? was any one expecting Milgasia to pop the question? i bet not!!!!