"I what?" Romanov couldn't believe his ears. Twins? How was that possible?

"Dad?" Aileh was still holding him up and felt the shudders wracking his father's body. "Dad? What's wrong?"

"It's impossible… I can't have more children…" His gaze was fixed on the blood-red naga in front of him. A smile played around her lips. "Fera! I can't! We can't! It's impossible!" Horror and disbelief were in his voice.

"It isn't… Look!" her perfect arm pointed up into the sky. On top of the west wing of Alfea were two naga's. One male and one female, both in their half-human state. There was no doubt as to who was their mother. They looked exactly like the Blood-naga, except for where she was snow-white, they where raven-black. Above them the sky turned dark and lightning crashed.

As they jumped down the building and joined their mother, she said: "Casweron and Silesia, Firstborn of Romanov and my children."

"Indeed…" The man looked at the assembled army. "You called us, mother, and we have answered. Not too early I see… What happened here?"

"It is a long story, my son. Suffice to say; because of him…" She made a hand motion towards Egnero. "You nearly turned into half-orphans. If I may introduce you; your uncle, who tried to kill your father."

"He did?" The woman hissed. "Is he a fool?"

"Among others, yes, he is." The Blood-naga's eyes were filled with mirth. "If you wish, you may kill him, I'm sure no one minds…"

"Not if I kill you first!" Finally freed from the shock, Egnero launched a lethal attack for a naga; an earthquake. Since all Naga, even the Cobra, are unable to fly that would be their end. Or so he thought. Sadly for him, he thought wrong. When the horrified screams and the dust swept up had finally died down, the shocked audience found them doing the one impossible thing; they were flying.

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Finally recovered from his own shock, Romanov couldn't help himself and snickered.

"Fera? Which part of 'Naga's can't fly' has fallen out of your mind?"

Her laugh was clear. "I'm sorry to say it, Romanov, but I won't commit suicide merely because you want to keep something hidden which can't be hidden."

His eyebrown rose at that, but he didn't say a thing.

"What hidden? Romanov, what is happening here?" Egina felt like she was in a bad movie.

"I will tell you…" The Blood-naga gently landed again. "Your headmistress lied. There is one group of humans who can turn into a naga. Those who loved one. I am the first, but not the last… I loved Romanov, enough to be able to become this." She spread her arms as to display herself to the world. "I am human…" And in front of their eyes, she proved it. She became what she had been the first time she turned. A young woman, with waist-length golden hair and a beautiful white gown. A gown worn millennia ago. "5000 thousand years ago I found a Naga-egg. Against my better judgement I kept it. It hatched, and again against my better judgement I raised the baby-cobra coming out of it. I kept him hidden, I brought him food and gradually, way against my better judgement, I fell in love with him. I loved him enough to do a thing which could cost me my head; I helped him escape. Then I found out something even more lethal; I had become pregnant. I was unmarried and pregnant. But I was lucky, so to speak… When he had gone through the portal I had been attacked by some men. I could blame them. And I did. I kept the child, but told every one it had been conceived that day, which wasn't even such a big lie." A smile lit her face. "Ironic, isn't it? They had to live their lives as children of rapists and shall end it as children of a king." As she turned her gaze away from Egnero, his anger broke free. Yet he had forgotten her children. More powerful than any other naga, for the bore the near unlimited ways of humans and the sheer strength of Cobra's.