Her days were tiring, and though she loved her children she was ever so fearful of the three from Phobus finding out who their biological father truly is. She had blanked on the force used on her the night of her wedding, the attack from Phobus. She knew it happened, but her brain refused to play it over anymore. Apparently it was a way of keeping her safe, her brain was literally not letting her remember the awful act that was committed on her that night. Then the fear that overtook her after had let her sleep through the entire war, he had escaped and he was loose. Tarben housed him with open arms, and that made her sick. He wasn't allowed to leave the border of Tarben, but then again he wasn't supposed to see the light of day either after Lucaya sealed him away. Now she had seven children to raise, and three were not her beloveds biological. Though he loved them the same, and treated them the same, she was fearful they could become just like Phobus.
As she took some time away from the children for herself, she couldn't help but hear a little voice. She sighed through a smile, tired and thinking one of her children had followed her. “Hello? My name is Aadya! Can anyone help me? Please.” She turned to look back in the direction of her and Helius' den. But there was no child, come to think of it . . . None of her children had that name. The voice didn't sound like them either, but certainly was a child. “Where am I . . .” The whisper was just audible to her, she was close. She took off toward the flowery smell, carnations? She found a small child. She quickly picked the child up by the scruff and took it back to just outside her den. She placed the child by her side, allowing it to suckle if it needed too. She was still producing.
Her frantic lavender eyes looked around, where was this childs parents? And just what was she? Flowers wilting at her back, like they grew out of her . . . She nudged the unconscious child gently. "Hello? Aadya? My name is Wisteria, can you hear me? Are you hungry?" She was hopeful she could bring this child back from near death, her head spinning to yell into the den to her beloved. "Helius, please come quick! I found a child, she seems lost and in need of serious help!"
Walk, "Talk", Think.
"It's over when I say, & you're not getting rid of me!"
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