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Alia shouted in agony as she gave birth to her child. It was was to be her fourth and youngest concieved through one of her many dalliances "push push milady" the wet nurse said softly guiding her mistress through her ordeal
"Do not... Patronize me elf" alia hiss through her pain. She felt her womanhood tear as she began to crown. They were interuppted by a man with silver hair despite being in his thirties who slammed the door open followed by alia's other children two girls no more than twelve and thirteen and a boy nearing eleven.
"How is she!" the man cried anxious over his lover giving birth. Blood gushed from alia's womanhood causing the nurse to panic and faint knowing she would be severly punished
"Damnation take you writ sheep skin remember it!" alia shouted as she chastied her lover for not using contraceptives. Writ grabbed her hand as she began to push while her eldest daughter guided the infant through her birth canal and into her arms the umbilical cord dripping with blood.
The eldest daughter looked at the infant that cried in her arms. "He is beautiful... Somasi, una look we have a beautiful boy..." the young girl said breaking down in tears.
Somasi looked at the infant "he's really tiny like a dwarf rock baby" he said picking his nose discreetly wiping it on una's back.
"He is quite i guess for a early bird" una said taking a wet cloth dabbing her mother's brow wiping the sweat from it.
"Minerva give him to me..." alia said weakly. She looked out the window seeing ships make port and the thieves do there day to day deeds. "Pity you weren't born in minrathous my child"
Writ tapped the infants nose gently conjuring fire that was cool to the touch. "Braga is a good place to be born.. A land of opportunity if he can take it.." he said lighting his pipe. "And braga is in tevinter lands so he's fine."
Alia took the knife that laid beside her and cut the infants umbilical cord from her. "He will have my sister's name.. Durba Darkon, a fine name. I expect you to keep our affair private writ. If word were to spread of a union between us the bragans would truly war with the mainland."
Writ nodded in agreement it pained him that he wouldn't be able to raise his child but knew the current political climate would only endanger his child. "Yes i swear to you queen of the dark that i patriarch of the order of styx will limit my exposure..." he said gently rubbing the infants head.
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Minerva awoke from her bed wiping the cold sweat from her brow "fifth night in a row... Damn it durba why did run away" she said reach for her pillow holding it tightly. She smiled as her pillow still had her younger brother's scent.
She poured herself a glass of water gulping it down obnoxiously and sighing in relief. She saw the portrait of her mother and siblings finding it curious to why her mother never stayed with the same man and had them by different fathers. "Durba... Your coming home.. If not for me come back for what you truly enjoy... The hunt." Minerva said solemnly dragging her hand over his section of the portrait.
Xxx
Durba sat in a small room, it was a humble place to live in the port city of braga that was above the tavern where he ate and away from the more seedier side of the city... Relatively speaking. He remembered living in the city until he was three and then shipped off to his mother when his magic flared.
"There we go come on durba move the last three" he said excitedly. He had spent the last three months since buying his way from minrathous on the ship of his former master trying to restore mobility in his arm refusing to crippled. He found the process similar to manipulation of corpses the right influx of mana the right pull allow him to move the larger appendage but difficulty in restore dexterity.
"Monsuier darkon your meal is ready I'll leave it at the door." the woman said through the door.
"Thank you madam Lovett" durba said wiping his face in frustration at her interruption. He found her a vexing woman her voice and preferred styles of titles impied orlaisan heritage but was actually fereldan who feld her homeland after the orlaisan lost the war during their occupation.
"Oh and would you like anything else before the dinner rush it would be no bother" madam lovett said.
"No I'm fine madam thank you" durba said focusing his mana as resuming his project. He listened to the madams footsteps step down stairs finally granting him peace.
"Do not... Patronize me elf" alia hiss through her pain. She felt her womanhood tear as she began to crown. They were interuppted by a man with silver hair despite being in his thirties who slammed the door open followed by alia's other children two girls no more than twelve and thirteen and a boy nearing eleven.
"How is she!" the man cried anxious over his lover giving birth. Blood gushed from alia's womanhood causing the nurse to panic and faint knowing she would be severly punished
"Damnation take you writ sheep skin remember it!" alia shouted as she chastied her lover for not using contraceptives. Writ grabbed her hand as she began to push while her eldest daughter guided the infant through her birth canal and into her arms the umbilical cord dripping with blood.
The eldest daughter looked at the infant that cried in her arms. "He is beautiful... Somasi, una look we have a beautiful boy..." the young girl said breaking down in tears.
Somasi looked at the infant "he's really tiny like a dwarf rock baby" he said picking his nose discreetly wiping it on una's back.
"He is quite i guess for a early bird" una said taking a wet cloth dabbing her mother's brow wiping the sweat from it.
"Minerva give him to me..." alia said weakly. She looked out the window seeing ships make port and the thieves do there day to day deeds. "Pity you weren't born in minrathous my child"
Writ tapped the infants nose gently conjuring fire that was cool to the touch. "Braga is a good place to be born.. A land of opportunity if he can take it.." he said lighting his pipe. "And braga is in tevinter lands so he's fine."
Alia took the knife that laid beside her and cut the infants umbilical cord from her. "He will have my sister's name.. Durba Darkon, a fine name. I expect you to keep our affair private writ. If word were to spread of a union between us the bragans would truly war with the mainland."
Writ nodded in agreement it pained him that he wouldn't be able to raise his child but knew the current political climate would only endanger his child. "Yes i swear to you queen of the dark that i patriarch of the order of styx will limit my exposure..." he said gently rubbing the infants head.
Xxx
Minerva awoke from her bed wiping the cold sweat from her brow "fifth night in a row... Damn it durba why did run away" she said reach for her pillow holding it tightly. She smiled as her pillow still had her younger brother's scent.
She poured herself a glass of water gulping it down obnoxiously and sighing in relief. She saw the portrait of her mother and siblings finding it curious to why her mother never stayed with the same man and had them by different fathers. "Durba... Your coming home.. If not for me come back for what you truly enjoy... The hunt." Minerva said solemnly dragging her hand over his section of the portrait.
Xxx
Durba sat in a small room, it was a humble place to live in the port city of braga that was above the tavern where he ate and away from the more seedier side of the city... Relatively speaking. He remembered living in the city until he was three and then shipped off to his mother when his magic flared.
"There we go come on durba move the last three" he said excitedly. He had spent the last three months since buying his way from minrathous on the ship of his former master trying to restore mobility in his arm refusing to crippled. He found the process similar to manipulation of corpses the right influx of mana the right pull allow him to move the larger appendage but difficulty in restore dexterity.
"Monsuier darkon your meal is ready I'll leave it at the door." the woman said through the door.
"Thank you madam Lovett" durba said wiping his face in frustration at her interruption. He found her a vexing woman her voice and preferred styles of titles impied orlaisan heritage but was actually fereldan who feld her homeland after the orlaisan lost the war during their occupation.
"Oh and would you like anything else before the dinner rush it would be no bother" madam lovett said.
"No I'm fine madam thank you" durba said focusing his mana as resuming his project. He listened to the madams footsteps step down stairs finally granting him peace.
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