The Fire and The Storm - The Nexus of Kellaran #2

Chapter 13

Part 3

“All right, I’ll have the pearl turn red as their love for you grows…”

“No, I couldn’t bear the suspense of a gradual transition.” Alilia interrupted with a shake of her head.

“Just have it turn red suddenly, once they both truly love me.”

“Ah. All right, it’s done.” Yazadril stated as he handed the necklace back.

“Thank you.” Alilia said as she put the necklace back on and tucked it under the neckline of her dress.

“And if I may say, it would be awkward if they know of this before it turns red…” Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

“We understand.” Nemia chuckled. “It’s a harmless thing, and we’ll keep your confidence about it.”

“Thank you. Now about our next military exercise; I have a few ideas…”

PART 4

At the end of her fourth month of pregnancy, Talia was examined by Hilsith, and then by Yzell, who

both saved a Reading of their diagnostics. Hilsith pronounced that Talia and her unborn children were

completely healthy, but Yzell lingered over her examination far longer than she usually did, her eyes

closed as she concentrated on her spells.

Finally she sat back and wiped her brow with a puzzled air. “They are developing significantly more

quickly than is normal for human or elven babes.”

“Oh? I saw no sign of that.” Hilsith pointed out.

“You were judging by their size.” Yzell explained. “And by that measure, the boy is a bit bigger than

normal for a human, or very big for an elf, while the girl is very small for a human, or on the small side

of normal for an elf. Both are within what I would have to consider to be the normal size range for half-

human babes at four months of pregnancy.

“But I tell you, aside from that, they’re developing very quickly. Already, it’s like they were conceived at

least a month earlier than they actually were, perhaps two. If they continue like this and they are carried

to full-term I expect them to be born with full heads of hair and their eyes open and focused. And

perhaps with a tooth or two. I expect they’ll be born in the ninth month, like human babies, rather than

in the eleventh. They may seem like they’re six months old but small for their age on the day they’re

born.

“I’m going to start conducting a thorough examination every week. This is too strange to ignore.”

Ten weeks and two days later, Talia woke suddenly from a sound sleep, and sat up with a jerk and a

yelp.

Alilia was awake a moment later, and in an instant she psionicly checked with Stripe and Scout for

external threats and conducted her own scan of the region. She found nothing untoward, but cast a

Battle Shield around the entire home anyway.

Mark was slower to come awake. “Huh? What?” he stammered as he blearily looked around, then

rubbed his eyes and shook his head to clear it.

“Shh. Calm. Loving.” Talia softly said in response with her eyes closed and her hands held before her

like she was about to conduct an orchestra. A warm smile slowly grew on her face.

“All right, I’m calm and loving.” Mark softly chuckled as he sat up and hugged her. “What is it?”

Alilia hugged Talia from the other side, and caressed her swollen belly in concern, but detected no

signs of distress.

Talia’s hands slowly descended, and she slid them beneath those of her lovers to caress her swollen

belly. “I’ve been psionicly contacted by our children.” she proudly announced. “They’re very deeply

Linked with each other, so much so that they’re almost one mind. That’s given them the ability to begin

to explore their psionic neighborhood a little, even at this early stage of their development. As far as I

know, the youngest that any child has been able to psionicly contact someone else of their own accord

was six years of age, so this is very special, and unprecedented. I don’t want them to be overwhelmed,

and I’m unsure of the repercussions of this on their development, so for now I’m blocking you both.

Sorry.”

“Wow.” Mark commented as his eyebrows rose. “What are they saying?”

“Well they’re not really saying anything, love!” Talia softly giggled, her eyes still closed. “It’s all just

emotions for now; mostly curiosity. This is the psionic equivalent of feeling them kicking in the womb for

exercise. They’re aware of me now, and aware of my emotions, but they don’t realize that the mind

they’ve contacted has anything to do with the physical environment they live in. I’m not sure that they’re

even capable of forming memories yet. They’re sure enjoying the love I’m sending them though, that’s

plain and certain.”

“I’d sure love to join you in that, my love.”

“Well, all right. I can’t see any harm in it, so long as we all keep our thoughts pleasant and calm and

loving. They might be very vulnerable to the slightest emotional unpleasantness, so we must be

careful. And I don’t want them in contact with any of us unless we’re sitting or lying down, and relaxed.

If they share our thoughts while we’re running, they might decide to try it, and that could be unpleasant

for them and for me.”

“That’s good thinking.” Alilia murmured. “We should call Yzell. She’ll definitely want to know of this for

her research.”

“True. But I don’t want us to be disturbed right now. I’ll give her my Reading of the experience in the

morning.”

“I can cast the diagnostics she uses, I’ve watched it done enough to be sure of them.” Alilia

volunteered. “I can’t interpret the results, but I can give them to her.”

“All right. Mark can go first with the babies while you do that.” Talia decided, and lowered her psionic

shields to Mark.

“Wow. That’s just amazing.” Mark quietly declared a moment later. “We have to name them now, so I

can talk to them by their names.”

“Well, in elven tradition, we usually try to think of a new name for each child, or use one that hasn’t

been used for many centuries; sometimes a revered ancestor.” Talia mused. “While humans usually

name their children after a family member or a close friend, or a famous person they admire. So I

propose that we name our daughter Helemia, which would be the elven pronunciation of your mother’s

name. That gives our daughter a new name while also naming her after your mother. And I expect that

we’ll follow your family’s tradition for naming firstborn sons, so our son will be Markhan Reginus

Longstrider The Sixth. And with you and your grandfather both here with the same name, our son will

need a nickname, so I propose we call him Reggie.

“Helemia and Reggie. I like that!” he laughed. “Hello Helemia. Hello Reggie. I’m your father. I love you

both very much.”

“I have them now.” Alilia softly announced, her eyes closed in concentration. Her face slowly gained an

expression of wonder, and she snuggled down a bit so she could touch the side of her face to Talia’s

tummy.

“Ahhh, by all the gods, this is the most beautiful experience I have ever had.” she murmured. “They are

so pure and new; the essence of innocence and youth. And the love in this link is breath-taking.”

“Hey.” Mark softly commented a moment later. “I just felt something sudden, and I couldn’t help looking

at it. Alilia, one of the pearls in your necklace just turned red.”

Alilia giggled without moving or opening her eyes. “It’s nothing to worry about. I’ll tell you about it

tomorrow. I don’t want to interrupt this now.”

A few minutes later Mark slowly shifted so he was lying on his side, and Talia and Alilia curled up

together against his front, sheltered in his huge and gentle embrace. They spent hours silently

communing with the two unborn children, and gradually fell asleep again without quite realizing it, all

five of them still lightly psionicly joined.

The next day they slept till almost noon before enjoying a slow awakening and some gentle morning

lovemaking.

They made a hearty brunch together, all three laughing and giggling like children, or like those newly in

love.

They took their tables and chairs outside to eat, though that meant casting a Weather Shield against

the drizzle that had been falling for a few days. Then they invited a few over to visit, including Yzell,

Hilsith, Yazadril, Nemia, and Quewanak. A minute later they all arrived within seconds of each other.

They found Mark and Alilia sitting with their chairs close on either side of Talia’s so the three could

snuggle while they ate.