A season later, in the ending days of spring…
"We have to talk", clarion whispered, and turning on her side, facing her mate.
"About what"? He asked sleepily, even without cracking his eyes.
"Don't speak like you don't know" she snapped, but covered her mouth in horror. "I'm sorry Milori; I'm so tensed with all situations..."
"Its fine love, I understand, you're the queen and have all responsibilities of whole hollow and even having a baby" he smiled rubbing her shoulders.
"Arrival of these strange arrivals made me tense to no end, she sighed.
Not even you, my love, winter woods also have them, so I'm concerned too.
I'm worried of our baby, Milori. I feel she's very tired and tensed because all of these, I can't protect her from what I have to face" she almost cried, and the winter lord, who luckily knew about the moods swings that occur so frequently now, just hugged her and comforted her. "We will figure out a way, I will help you more in matters of administration and as well as ministers. I don't want you and our little prince to be so troubled up." He said the last sentence with hope to lighten her mood, knowing she thought that the baby was a girl.
It worked as she smiled through her tears, lightly shoving him playfully. "It's a girl, Milori. Aren't you my butterfly?" she asked, carefully rubbing her bump, lovingly. Baby responded with a gentle kick, and she gasped. "Aren't you sleeping yet, butterfly? Go to sleep, we have to wake up in the morning and inspect all the preparations for summer"
"Both of you," Milori gently pulled the thick covers over her and kissed her as Clarion settled down in his arms, falling asleep quickly.
However, sleep didn't reach the winter lord so soon, instead, he stared at the window, where curtains were billowing, and pale light of moon filtered in, glistening over icy walls. But his mind focusing on the matters of their realm.
The arrival of these talentless fairies made him uneasy. They were, fierce. Even ones arrive in winter woods, show more tolerance to cold as well as warmth rather than normal winter fairies. And the warm season new arrivals, they were more, terrible. These fairies had no other talent rather than being capable of shooting pixie dust out of their bodies, an ability that only the queen possessed. Their senses were far keener than a normal fairy; in addition, they developed in number. Last night, seven of them arrived, thus making full total twenty of them in both seasons. Moreover, they seemed to acquire the agility and rhythm of fighting more soon.
Distracting him from his thoughts, he felt Clarion go tense in his arms. "Oh no, by the second star! Not again!" he prayed but she writhed in pain, beads of sweat appearing on her forehead despite the icy coldness of the surrounding. Clarion let out a blood curdling, piercing scream and struggled in his arms, he had to press her to mattress, to avoid hurting their unborn baby.
The doors yanked open; Melda rushed to the queen's side and pressed her palm on Ree's damp forehead as the blue healing energy absorbed to the queen, the way a dried sponge would absorb water. The effect was clearly visible within seconds as Clarion silenced in his embrace as her breath evened out once again, and Melda falling to her knees, as horrible visions plagued her mind.
It seemed it took forever for the young guard to raise, her hair dampened and dishevelled, but smiling contentedly. "Is her highness is doing fine, my lord?" she asked in a whisper not wanting to wake the sleeping queen.
Milori nodded silently and sighed. He could not thank her enough for keeping his Ree and their baby safe. Melda suffered worse, whenever she had taken those nightmares away, her health deteriorated. However, she insisted that queen should not know about that upon whom she used her talent, as after waking, Clarion had no memories of Melda healing her, other than faint, clouded fragments of her nightmares.
"I need to speak with you my lord; it is something I found in the keeper's library" Melda slowly walked away, closing the double doors silently behind her.
Milori gently kissed his sleeping queen, pulled over a silver robe over his shoulders, and walked out of the room. There, Melda waited for him with a huge book in her arms. She turned over pages quickly and pointed to a particular paragraph there. It said, "Nightmares or dreams of a queen who rules pixie hollow, mustn't be ignored. They are the premonitions about near future and the way of warning about near threats for the queen and her realm"
Now, sorry that I had to stop it from there, as I have to study, but do not worry I will try to update ASAP.
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