Their lady Queen was beautiful and just and gracious and now the gods of the Moon had blessed her; for now she was with child. Every passing night and day, they observed as her belly grew rounder and her modest bosom swelled. They watched in awed wonderment as their lady's delicate features just about glowed with the promises of motherhood and as their Queen whispered sweet lullaby nothings to her unborn babe.
They all hoped and prayed that their Queen's child would be born healthy, but mostly they hoped that the unborn babe was a girl. Oh, how they scoffed at the Earth's foolish ideals as they cried out to the gods for the birth of a daughter.
The men in that blue planet married nubile young girls and bedded them in hopes for a plump, healthy son. The young wives grew fat with the weight of their unborn babies and they were loved by their husbands because they knew that their wives would bear them strong sons. If the wives presented them with daughters, they were ostracized and shamed. How foolish. Here on the Moon, girls were praised for everyone thought that they were Selene's chosen daughters. Sons were still adored, but daughters were doted on.
And now they could only hope that their gods would grace Her Majesty with a hale and hearty lass. They knew that the Queen prayed for this too, for a son would not be able to manage the Ginzhoushou and would never rule. Oh, let this child be born quickly, so that they all may rest.
At last the day came. Their lady's beautiful face flushed and grimaced and her hands clutched her swollen belly that sleepy afternoon. The child would be born soon and everything was ready; the festivities, the mother and the citizens were all ready. Everyone, even though they were far away, could hear their Queen's screams and prayers.
It all went quiet. A tiny slip of a maid with a face so pretty came to greet her ladyship's kingdom and declared that her Queen had given birth to a beautiful daughter. All they could do was cheer and thank the gods above for this joyous occasion.
The festivities were bursting with hearty and bustling people that all praised and worshipped their beautiful silver-haired Queen and marveled over her perfect child.
Round-cheeked and honey and lovely was she and what a beautiful child to be born to their gracious lady. Her wide eyes were painted a glittering sapphire hue; so curious and inquisitive. Her hair was wispy spun-gold hair gleamed in the crystal-silver lights of the dancing ballroom. The newborn's skin was a pure unsullied alabaster shade and so delicately sprinkled with rosy hues.
Their Queen with her lovely silver tresses and sea-blue eyes cooed and hugged and cuddled her perfect little baby. The little infant squirmed and clung to her mother's warmth, unaware of how important she was.
The Queen Serenity, descendent of the Goddess Selene, christened her golden child as Princess Serenity the Second, Crown Princess of the Moon Kingdom and heir to the throne. Everyone applauded and cheered as the daughter of the moon gave a piercing wail to silence her kingdom.