Chapter 2: WELCOMING A NEW MEMBER OF THE IMPERIAL HOUSEHOLD
In the Imperial Palace of a Continent called *Eclipse of the Ocean* on planet Gieă..
Light across all spectrums were spread across the High roof of a seemingly over-spaced square room just like an aurora preceding over the mountains at night time without truly giving light nor staining the silent darkness of the room by its presence.
Candles were arranged in a maze like array across the edges of the square room while being upheld by luxurious dragoniod stands as the candles dutifully carried their lightly swaying orange flames which once more failed to bring light to counter the darkness in the room but their faint stream of smoke brings about an odd scent that is only perceived by the spirit in order to bring it to a sense of calm.
At the centre of this massive square room of over sixty feet in width and length sits an elaborate oval Royal bed with its frame made entirely of a burly crystal ice like material carved exquisitely into the images of flood dragons flowing across the bed's frame. Although stationary, the dragons seem to be chasing one another around the bed as their eyes gave a soft hue of red and blue.
The stands of the bed were lightly immersed in something that seemed out of place for such a setting,.. water. Softly glowing water in a shallow pool setting surrounds over a meter radius of the bed in a perfectly tranquil state that seemed to mirror the face of the person sleeping peacefully on the bed.
Dressed simply yet nobly in one-piece loose white gown, a slender woman with bulging stomach gently takes in soft breaths as she steadies her mind for what is to come.
This isn't her first time though this process infact, this is her third time but that doesn't reduce the anxiety in her heart one bit.
They call it the Curse of Monoliths, a curse placed on every human, elf and mammal on the planet. No matter how powerful they are, they are all reduced back to their frail mortal state at times of delivery, cursed to feel the pain and the tearing agony as they escort a new life to the world.
The woman on the bed gently strokes her belly with closed eyes when suddenly, the candles in the room gives a odd flicker as another woman steps through the wall with a ripple before walking gracefully towards the bed.
No surprise is gown on the face of the woman on the bed as she just keeps stroking her belly. The new-comer stops at the edge of the water surrounding the bed while waiting patiently without speaking.
Both hands were positioned gracefully in front of her flat stomach which was hugged firmly by a stiff night blue material with golden patterns laced to the fabric. The fashion behind her dress was both simple yet captivating as a pair of black pants complements her top dress without looking too casual nor too exquisite.
The woman on the bed slowly flutters her eyelids open as she looks toward her ever stoic Counsel while trying to be as casual as she could manage.
"Is he coming?..", She asks with her pale brown eyes on her Counsel's figure.
"The Imperial Emperor sends his goodwill, he wishes you a smooth delivery as well as the good health of the child and the mother..", The counsel reports with a fluid tone and bearing that shows of a messenger performing her task.
The woman on the bed gives a small sigh as she seemed to sink deeper into the embrace of her bed. What was she expecting?, It's not like he came the last two times?, It's not like she's that important to him?.
She is just one among his sixty-four concubines and she wasn't even among the top ten of the most beautiful nor was she among the most talented or most influential, infact considering how ordinary she is compared to the rest, its a wonder how she got into his circle.
Deep in thought, the formerly tranquil water surrounding her bed ripples gently as a reflection of her mental state.
"Your Elegance, I don't think it's a good idea to worry right before delivery, it may affect the procedure of the birth of a genius..", The counsel says calmly in her usual even tone although her master recognises it as her own way of trying to give her hope.
The pregnant woman on the bed snickers softly in self resignation, what genius!. Her last two children were the most polite versions of average talents based on the imperial standards.
To the rural outside world they could very much hold their own grounds as talents but to the true top powers, they could only be described as one word, Trash.
To the true powers, they weren't worth sparing a glance much less a second glance and as their mother, that hurts ever so deeply as she couldn't help but blame herself for their fortunes or rather, misfortunes.
She was just some overconfident princess of one of the low end clans who didn't know the boundaries of heaven and earth as she naively fell in love with a domineering prince on a mission and was lucky enough to be called his 13th concubine after a night fun which led to pregnancy.
She only knew the true difference between their statuses when he showed her the outside world and the portion of it he had claimed for himself and the already vast gap suddenly became wider when he becomes a Royal Son and then later the Imperial Emperor of the Continent hence leaving her as just a lucky princess in his story.
She has no special influence or talent to count on and her bloodline is beyond mediocre leaving her offspring's with nothing but medium grade talent as even miracle elixes could not make her body fully accommodate half the potential of the emperor's Imperial grade Bloodline.
In reflection of her emotions, the water below her bed continuously ripples from different directions but she gives a sharp exhale to purge her mind of these burdening thoughts.
Thinking about all of this wouldn't help the process of delivery so she calms her mind before giving a order to her Counsel.
"Bring the Royal Mid-wives in.."
"Yes your Elegance..", The Counsel answers without hesitation as she gives a soft bow before walking out of the room through the walls.
A few seconds later, three women walked in while being clothed in purple and white nun like attires as they give respectful deep bows to the woman on the bed even though she seems not to pay any attention to them
"Greetings your Elegance, we are here to guide you through the process of child birth..", The slightly aged woman positioned at the middle says while still bowing her head as if to show her total submission towards a member of the imperial household.
Although, an seemingly un-favoured concubine is nothing to the top powers,.. to the middle and low ranked powers, these figures were still powerful enough to determine their life and deaths by just a single word.
"Let's begin..", The Concubine replies as she grips hold of the ropes already positioned above her.
The mid wife bows a bit lower before rising as she walks towards her highness with her assistants following behind her.
Soon, a scream resounds through the room as the formerly still water below the bed performs boiling motions.
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