{CRP} Birth of a Dream

[Scarlet]

-:{ Birthing Tent :: Roma Caravan }:-

No matter how much experience in helping a woman go through birth never prepared one to go through it personally. Surprisingly enough the day was a good one. A party in the tavern which turned out more fun than she had hoped. Knife throwing and other games combined with food and cake made. A brief nap during the party led Rieron and Scarlet back to the caravan to another party filled with food and games.

Half way through a special fiddle number for Rieron on his birthday and her body was flooded by a snap and pain. Scarlet had been told what labor would feel like. The last few weeks were the beginnings of it. Contracting of her body and aches were just preliminary to how the actual labor felt. Once it started it was chaos until she was in the birthing tent with Anselina alone working through delivering her son.

{ Several Hours Later }

A mewling cry broke the silence finally as the small bundle was handed to Scarlet. Her arms almost trembled with emotion as she held the bundle of baby. Holding him close she whispered his true name to him as she held him finally in her arms. Softly Anselina helped clean up her and the her beautiful son before Rieron would come in.

With tears in her eyes she made sure that every finger and toe was perfect. She was surprised that the boy had her caramel coloring but a shock of white hair on his head. It was an interesting combination to her. She supposed that her son would have the coloring of Rieron. Not a mix of them both.

As the sheets were pulled from the bed, they were burned lest anyone take the blood. Roma blood was treated as sacred as it connected every Roma together all the way to the past to future Roma not even born yet. She was dressed cleanly and stood by the foot of the bed as she watched the tent door for Rieron to enter.

[Rieron]

Rieron paced back and forth in the entrance of the birthing tent with his eyes glowing bright white with power and yet being forced to exercise utmost restraint to not barge in the middle of the birthing. His long black steel sword vibrated mad at his side as the voice in his head for once in his life kept trying to calm him down instead of the other way around as it usually was. The Druchii did not know why all of the sudden the voice in his mind would not want him to interrupt the labor process. Did Maethon actually feel compassion for the baby or was there something else, some other motive to wanting to keep the boy and mother safe from outside intrusion? Regardless, Rieron pressed the strange thoughts from his mind hoping the birthing wouldn’t be too long although losing hope as the hours continued to pass.

Every so often he wondered just how long exactly was the labor was going to take and how long did they intent to make him wait outside the barrier surrounding the entire tent. He was getting impatient every minute that underwent. The Roma had been smart enough to get the barrier up before he could go inside the tent once Scarlet’s water broke in the middle of the caravan’s own party while she was playing a song in her fiddle specially for him.

It killed him to have to hear the small screams of pain from Scarlet for the few hours that passed as their son was slowly being brought into their world. He continued to pace in the entrance tirelessly despite the attempts of the others, namely Devereaux and Asheron, to relax him. They did manage to keep him back with the other males and females in the family giving him advice, but Rieron really hated having to listen and also feel some of the emotions through the connection he shared with his mate and son alike.

‘What is taking so long… Why must I stay here all this time… Those bloody traditions…’ he growled inwardly then suddenly heard a stop to the noise and very soft mewling coming from the tent. “Is it finally done…” He wondered growing ever more restless and anxious looking at the others before trying to peek to no avail through the thick burgundy sheets covering the entrance of the tent extensively. After a bit of time, Rieron saw Anselina coming out of the tent with a bright smile and at last allowed him passage into the birthing tent which he took advantage of without waiting another second. Upon coming across Scarlet standing at the foot of the bed with the wrapped bundle in her arms suddenly Rieron was speechless. It was as if his body walked towards her on its own until finally standing right infront of her, gazing down at her and the baby in her arms.

“He… has my hair...and your.. flesh…” Rieron almost breath out as if he had been holding his breath the whole time. For the first time in his life his eyes started to water as he gazed at the little baby resting all cuddled up and relaxing in the wrapped blanket. “May I hold my son?” he whispered to Scarlet staring at her light blue eyes. Scarlet gently handed the bundle over to Rieron and he gazed intently at the baby making sure to check everything he could check. It was all there the best combination of himself and Scarlet into one little being. A very small tear threatened to escape his right eye but he held it back. Very carefully he handed the baby to Anselina to finish the ritual of the Roma and his people. Following direction from the Drabarni, Rieron took out his dagger and prickled the tip of his thumb before softly pressing to the baby’s forehead, "I, Rieron of Dalakoi, declare this to be my son.. Blood of my blood and Heir of Tsera Fuerte.." He stated with a clear and thunderous voice resonating through the entire tent.

God-mod Permitted by Scarlet and Anselina.

[Anselina]

Anselina grinned as she handed the boy back to his father, "Then Drachau ... I rejoice with you in the birth of your son." She replied back before slipping out of the tent quietly to allow the new parents to have time alone with the baby. Later she would make sure that everything went smoothly but the Kralisi seemed to have things well taken care of. As she stood outside the tent she shouted for those in the caravan and surrounding army camp to hear, "I am proud to announce the birth of a healthy son to the Kralisi and the Drachau of Tsera Fuerte. Heir to the throne of Te'sorthene Roma and the heir of the House of Dalakoi. Let it be known through all our family and peoples."

[Scarlet]

Scarlet couldn't help but to smile as Rieron finished the ritual. Tears of joy filled her eyes as she watched her son and her mate together after a very long awaited time. She could only nod as Rieron commented on how their son looked and she had less words now for the wonder of it all. Softly she moved and closed the distance between herself and Rieron.

Wrapping her arms around them both she kissed her son's head. "He's finally here." She breathed softly and just enjoyed holding them both finally able to allow her and Rieron to hold their son together. "Our beautiful son is finally here. Can you believe it? We are parents." She laughed softly as a tear slid down her cheek and she couldn't help but to kiss the baby's forehead again.

[Rieron]

Rieron nodded to Anselina one time with a small smile as she handed him back his son carefully then went outside the birthing tent to make the announcements to all 5 families that make up Tsera Fuerte and resided in the caravan. In the distant background, loud cheers could be heard from families members and soldiers alike as they celebrated once more for the new addition to the royal families of Tsera Fuerte after spending some hours in suspense. It was indeed a birthday worth remembering forever for the Druchii despite being as unexpected and worrisome as it had been by being caught off guard. Secretly in his own mind and thoughts, it was still the best day of his life.

As Scarlet closed the distance between them, he watched as she kissed her baby's head twice from sheer happiness and joy before holding onto them both in a warm embrace with a tear running down her cheek. "I know... I never thought this day would ever come.." Rieron whispered back to Scarlet as he leaned slightly to kiss the baby's head after her then steal a kiss from her own lips softly, "He is our handsome son..." he said once more as if he was still processing everything and trying to tell himself he was a finally a father too, after so many years. Never in the two and half centuries of his life did he ever thought he would ever get to have a baby with anybody being what he was, a Black Guard of Naggaroth and a Darkling.

Staring down at the baby and Scarlet, he smiled genuinely "Do you want to hold your son again, Amor?" Rieron asked Scarlet thinking his mate needs to be with the baby now more than ever after the long hours of labor she had to endure, "Although, you should lay in the bed and rest.. I know you are very strong and tough but allow me to lead you there and then you can hold onto your boy once you are comfortable in the covers" He said giving them both one soft kiss in the temples and offering part of his arm to her making sure the baby was secure completely in the embrace. The baby was so tiny in his arms, Rieron thought.

[Scarlet]

Scarlet smiled wearily. As she held back a yawn and let Rieron maneuver her into the clean bed. As she was settled in and down into the covers she looked up at her two males. Their son looked so small in Rieron's arms no matter how large he felt a few moments before. Her body still ached but it was as if seeing her son in Rieron's arms made every ache fade and that much more worth it.

Slowly she eased back into bed and laid down a bit. Rieron very carefully, in a movement of tenderness that she knew no other creature would probably see or believe, set their son into her arms. The smile grew on her face as the bundle was snuggled close to her. Rieron moved around the bed and crawled in on the other side. Her eyes moved down to the boy. Her finger brushed across his small palm as his little fingers wrapped around her finger in his sleep. The boy seemed to move in his sleep though Scarlet knew he would probably be awake and hungry from minutes to hours from that moment. No matter how tried she was she couldn't close her eyes and miss a moment of her new son's life.

"He's got a good grip." She whispered to Rieron never looking up from the boy. She smiled and relaxed a bit more. "We did good Ves'tacha. He looks perfect." She breathed out softly her voice staying soft.

Ves'tacha = Beloved/Love

[Rieron]

Rieron gave Scarlet a small nod followed by a genuine smile as he watched her silently interact with the baby snuggled up close to her. He couldn't help but secretly admire his mate's tough resilience at being able to stand up and walk right after the birthing was done. He figured it had to be her Lycan side healing her much quicker than it would to a regular human that had been through that process. Nevertheless, he also noticed that while she was able to move she was still physically drained and sore. It could be felt in her aura or just by merely looking at her. However, Rieron just laid there beside her in the bed and let her have her special moment with their newborn son as the baby gripped her finger with his little hand in his slumber.

"I told you he was going to be a strong child.." He finally whispered back gazing down at both of them as he pulled himself up to a sitting position in the bed. Gently, Rieron reached up with one of his hands to caress Scarlet's cheek with the back of his fingers, "I couldn't agree more with you he does look perfect.... Just like his mother does to me.." He continued with another whisper just enjoying the moment with her and the baby all three together at last after so much waiting for this day to come. "We have to wait until the baptism in 8 days to share his name with the rest of the caravan and our friends don't we?" Rieron asked staring at their son sleeping ever so peacefully in her arms despite his little movements here and there.

[Scarlet]

“Yes … his name won’t be uttered until after he is baptized and announced with his name to everyone.” Scarlet nodded and yawned a bit as she snuggled in further and further into the bed. She felt Rieron take their son and put him in his cradle but it was the distance from across the exhaustion that was taking her over. As Rieron came back to the bed she instinctually pressed back into his side taking comfort in the cool of his skin and the strength of his arms around her. She knew, as she had known for a long time, that he would always be her strength and her rock.

{ Eight Days Later }
-:{ Romipen a Pani Nevi }:-

Scarlet made soft sounds to the baby as she bounced him a bit and he just seemed to watch her with his bright blue eyes. Though the change in her schedule had been hard it was getting more and more even with each passing day. Things that were foreign at the start were much more normal as the days passed.

Most of her time was spent with Rieron, however, with their fledgling nation Tsera Fuerte to continue to mold and work at getting some semblance of normalcy with the three families of Bravia with the mercenaries as well as the Dalakoi and the Te’Sorthene Roma, making six families in total, there were times that he needed to spend in the taverns making sure their position was safe. When he was gone she got visits from Anselina, Isabel and even Aishe. Though those would be stories for a different time. Over all she was enjoying motherhood which she thought would be lost to her.

She had seen a bit of the day from the flap of the tent and enjoyed how sunny it all looked. A wonderful day to introduce her son and Heir to Tsera Fuerte to the whole nation. Softly she stroked her son’s cheek as she sang softly to him and waited for some of the women around to come around to help them get prepared for the ceremony.

Romipen a Pani Nevi = Roma-hood through Pure Water or Baptism

[Layla]

Layla was patrolling around the tent making sure the Kralisi and the new heir was safe and protected. She was happy to be moving her legs instead of just standing in front of the tent. Once she finished her rounds, she decided to look in on Scarlet and the baby.

She opened the flap very quietly and closed it behind her. She gave a small smile to Scarlet, "Good Morning Kralisi! It's a great day to have a baptism. The sun is shining and the trees look beautiful this time of year." She glanced at her and then the baby, "How are you two feeling?"

She knew there was lots to do today and wanted to make sure everything was perfect for the baptism, "Well Kralisi, I know there is plenty to do today to prepare. Is there anything you would like me to start on doing?"

She was uncomfortable around babies but she couldn't keep her eyes off of Scarlet's son. He was the most beautiful boy she had ever seen.





Kralisi=Queen

[Aishe]

Aishe hummed quietly as she continued braiding her adopted daughter's extremely long hair. Meanwhilst, her other daughter sat in front of them, the pair of girls playing some sort of hand game. Smiling faintly to herself, she placed another wildflower in Amalie's hair. Childhood was never complete without a 'sister'. A bond she shared with a dear cousin growing up and one she now shared with the very first sister she ever had. And whilst Aishe and her wife would never be able to give Aileigh a sister by blood, she was pleased she was able to give Aileigh a sister nonetheless.

Alright, my two lovely girls. Pinning the final braid in the complicate hairstyle, Aishe rose to her feet and gave them a smile. I'm going to check on Akos and the boys, then your bibio and see how I can help. Stay out of people's way and don't wander too far.

Leaving the shelter of the open tent, her icy eyes narrowed slightly to the bright sun. Pulling the cloak's hood over her head, she made her way to the vardo they made their journey from Bravia City in. It had been weird, yet all too familiar, to travel in a vardo again. To live in one - that was something she hadn't done since she met Akos. Sure, they kept her vardo in under a shelter in their yard, but it often went untouched. Running her fingers over the intricate wood work, she smiled faintly before ascending the three stairs into the moveable home.

Pushing the door open quietly, she poked her head in to find her wife laying on the bed. With a grin, she moved in and shut the door behind her before making her way to the bed. Between her sleeping wife and the wall were two little boys sprawled out to their heart's content and lost in dreams. Goodness did children grow quickly, even at the average human rate. In less than four months time, her precious twins would be celebrating their first birthday. Smiling to herself, she pressed a light kiss to Akos's forehead and retreated back outside to let them rest.

Aishe kept her head down as she made her way to the Kralisi's tent. The sun was bothering her more than it often did, but she was sure it was because she could use a good meal. Something to worry about later though, because today was the baptism of her nephew. Pulling back the tent's flap, she blinks in surprise to find Layla there. Clearly, she had been thinking too hard to overhear anyone being there aside from Scarlet.

Dromboy tume Romale, Layla. Slum hawrum, Lalita. Am I interrupting something? I can come back...



Bibio ~ Aunt
Kralisi ~ Queen
Dromboy tume Romale ~ It is good to see you, Rom. (Common greeting)
Slum hawrum ~ Good morning.
Lalita ~ Scarlet's Romani name