The throne room was afloat with color. Court members and other rich Lunar families flocked throughout the room. There were dresses that looked like they were real flowers, little stars that followed people through the air as they walked, and hats that shifted through colors of the rainbow. Each was more fascinating and wondrous as the last. And of course there were the leaders and other officials from the Earthen Union. But Channary knew that despite how hard everyone else tried, she was the star of the show. She wore glamorous red dress with thick red straps over her shoulders and slim lace sleeves that reached her elbows. The front of the dress stopped mid calf, sloping down in the back till it just trailed on the ground. And of course there was her perfect beauty. In a crib a few feet from her was her daughter. Even without glamor, the child was exquisite. She had big chocolate eyes and lovely brown fuzz (which was all she could claim for hair). Channary's heart swelled with pride when she looked at her.
People came up to her daughter to give her blessings. A family of the Lunar Court were pouring over the child. They kept on complimenting her beauty and saying that she would turn out so very well. But Channary knew they were just trying to get on her good side. Everyone was.
The Royal Family of Eastern Commonwealth came up next. Rikan and his wife were surprisingly comfortable looking. She knew the weren't actually comfortable. Rikan was a hard adversary when it came to politics. He had confidence and did not break easily. The empress was smart and sly. When it came to politics they were hard to defeat. That is why they have so far kept their son from being betrothed to her daughter. But no matter how hard they tried it would eventually happen. They all knew it.
The Crown Prince followed his parents up to the cradle after bowing to Channary. He had an air of impatience, as was expected of a two year old who went to a diplomatic party. When he peered over the cradle's edge to see the baby, a look of surprise crossed over his face. But the look was soon washed away and turned to annoyance. Channary could not tell why the child was surprised. But he was.
Three triplet thaumaturges swathed in red came next. They were Thaumaturge Lilian Goro, and her two other triplets, Thaumaturge Jamaica Goro, and Thaumaturge Adeline Goro. They bowed to Channary and then went over the cradle to give the child their blessings.
Lillian gave her blessing, "Dear little child. I wish you shall be as beautiful as your mother when you have grown."
Then Jamaica whispered, "I wish you shall have a wonderful voice."
The last to come up was Adeline. She started, "And I wish-".
Princess Levana slid up to them. She bowed to the queen and made her way to the cradle as the thaumaturges scrambled out of the way. Little Winter followed her, also giving a bow to the queen and running over to get a view of her cousin for herself.
Channary glared at Levana, and started a conversation with Lillian, who had recovered. Meanwhile, Levana was trying to give Selene the mutant letumosis. Winter was not helping her.
The little vial was clenched in her hand. All she had to do was pour it on the child's' skin. And then WInter had to keep leaning over the child and getting in her way.
"Winter go play with someone. You are going to overwhelm the child." Winter finally left. Now she could do what she came here to do. She opened the vial, and poured the whole thing on the child's skin. Then she left.