CHAPTER 1: The New Additions

 

     “RUN TOLA RUN!”

      A sweet but very excited voice shouted down the dimly lit corridor of the third floor inside the beautiful and enchanting Dulvar Palace. Tola was practically tripping over his own feet as he scrambled to the stairwell then jumped down each flight like a raging kangaroo. His thoughts were not of his own safety but only that of his wonderful niece Leana. It was a very exciting day as Leana was in labor ready to deliver her twins. There were bodies flailing about all trying to help their Queen and the delivery of the first known Dulvar Prince or Princess in over a hundred years. It was also the first time twins were to be born within the Palace walls, making this warm vibrant summer morning, a day of many great precedents.

     “Tola is on his way down to the infirmary as we speak, to get Arga and some of the nurses to help deliver these wonderful bundles of joy!” Ciara said nervously. “Your mother is still here across from you. It looks like she may go into labor too with the way she is sympathizing with you. I can bring her a little closer for now but we may need to move her if Arga needs the room, ok sweetie.” 

     “Yes mama…….please bring her over. I want us to do this together if possible.” Leana cried as she grabbed her other mother’s hand. “We are always much stronger together.”

     Ciara rolled her wife’s cot closer to their daughter as this was a very rare occasion for mother and daughter to be delivering at the same time. A child and a grandchild will be born today and the excitement is too much for any single person to contain. The news of this joyous event had spread like wildfire early that morning as Leana herself announced to the entire Palace of her commencement in labor. She was applauded with great joy and excitement while partaking in the morning’s breakfast. Her mother Ciara, who was once the Palace Healer, has been extremely busy as babies were being born nearly every week. Arga is the new healer, who Ciara had trained as her replacement, but has had no experience with childbirth until the most recent months. The two were present for every birth since the first day of springtime and formed a very strong and special bond together. Arga is a much older Dulvar Skirmisher who was once a slave in the mines of the Shrouded Temple, the likes of which is now long gone.

     “Arga, I need you to set up a separate team for each patient so we have enough help, ok my friend?” Ciara asked politely, yet somewhat impatiently.

     “Already done. Three behind you are assisting the Queen and two assisting your wife. I already sent for clean towels, hot water, bandages along with sutures, alcohol and clean tunics for us all.” Arga replied proudly.

     “My, aren’t we ready this morning? Make sure you eat something now because it’s gonna be a while before we can touch anything besides our patients and their children.” Ciara demanded.

     “I just finished my breakfast and have a dry lunch packed in the cupboard, I’m ready to go. Let’s get these tiny loves delivered.” Arga replied as she seemed very alert and focused.

     Tola came back, completely out of breath, with nearly everything Arga requested. He carefully dropped them on the empty cart and approached his sister but was immediately pushed out by the warden. Arga herself was a little over six feet tall and very stout. She was drafted into the High Queens military at a tender young age and has more experience with medicine and surgery than anyone in the Palace. She had the warmth of an ice cube and the demeanor of a drill instructor. She almost always wears a charcoal and auburn dyed tunic with saddle brown boots, sash and arm bands as gauntlets are much too clumsy for such precise tools she calls her hands. Her long dreadlocks are tied up in a bun and covered when with her patients, but flow down to the back of her calves when she is amongst her friends. She has a very toned but somewhat scarred face that unfortunately matched the rest of her body. Most are blatant reminders, courtesy of Aquina’s horde while she was enslaved for nearly a decade. But her love for the Dulvar is far stronger than her figure as she lives and breathes only to help her people. 

    “But…...but…I…didn’t…….geez…….alright I’ll leave. No need to be so pushy.” Tola yelled back at Arga.

    “I’ve watched you wash your hands and I’m surprised you’re still alive with all those germs and parasites you host on your skin. You are not getting anywhere near these delicate creatures until you shower, shave and scrub those rotten hands with alcohol. Even then I might not let you into the Queen’s chambers just because I don’t like you.” Arga yelled back

    “Well I guess I don’t need to worry if they are getting the best care. You may not like me but I have the utmost respect for you now.” Said Tola just before she closed the door on his head. Tola jumped back just in time before he got not only his beard but possibly even his nose trimmed by the door. He just laughed for a moment as he saw Kana sitting on the floor near the wall. “You get kicked out too?”

   “Yeah. She’s a freaking...nevermind. I think she’s gonna take great care of them, so now I feel a lot better.” Said Kana. “I really wanted to be there for them but I’m sure if they need me she’ll make an exception. But if I were you, I wouldn’t even be seen around here. She might toss you out a window or something. I mean look at those fingernails…..How can you even stomach putting those nasty things in your mouth when you eat? You are so gross sometimes!”

    “It’s funny your mother asks me the same thing quite often and I just tell her that it’s the same fingers I use to prepare her dinner with. She now begs me not to cook or clean…..so yeah it’s gross but it gets me out of doing mundane stuff.” Tola replied with a bit of pride in his voice. “Uhhhh…..I probably shouldn’t have told you that!”

   “Yeah, probably not.” She replied as she shook her head slightly and closed her eyes. “Hira tried that but I poured boiling water on his hands and cleaned them real quick. He never tried that again.”

    “Wow, you are savage!” He said while sitting down, just across from her. “That poor guy.”

    “Poor guy? I’m so freaking nice to him…...he’s rich with love, amongst other things!” She snapped at her father. “Even your mother can’t believe how spoiled he is. He gets tickles and massages all the time. He even likes it when I rub his…”

   “Please don’t elaborate…...I don’t want to know.” He said.

   “Oh, I see. Shya is younger than I am, but she can talk about sex with you!” She yelled.

   “That…...that did not sound right at all. So don’t ever repeat that phrase. And besides, Shya is not my daughter. Buuutttt, if you really want to talk about it, then let’s talk. You see your mother really likes it when I tou……”

   “PLEASE NO!” She screamed. “OK, OK I SEE YOUR POINT.”

   “Besides the one on the top of my head you mean?” Tola asked as he couldn’t help but laugh.

   “UHHHHHH. YOU ARE SUCH A GOOBER!” She screamed even louder while reaching her leg out and kicking him in the thigh.

    He tried to kick her back but she swung her leg out straight and blocked him from moving. He just stared at her, completely amazed at her perception of him. He spent a lot of his time training her but she was now the master, and he, the apprentice. He smiled as he tried to push down the pain a little hoping she wouldn’t notice. Unfortunately she did see the slight grimace in his face but didn’t really seem to care. He tapped her foot gently then just closed his eyes then laid back to get some rest. She stood up and walked over to her father and sat down next to him as he put his arm around her neck and pulled her close.

     “You know there isn’t a man alive that deserves you.” He said warmly.

     “Yeah……..I know.” She replied as she turned away and stared down the hall with a somewhat serious look. She was trying to stay calm but her father knew she was extremely anxious to see the babies.

     The door to the Queen’s quarters opened just a bit as Ciara came rushing out. She ran down the hall and descended the stairwell smiling, but in quite a hurry. The two thought nothing of it as she always runs like a lunatic when she is working here in the Palace. Tola opened one eye as he watched, the complete blur he called his sister, disappearing down to the floors below. He closed his eyes and tried to block everything out except the sounds of his own beating heart. It helps him calm down whenever he is anxious and also when he can’t be with his wife. He wasn’t sure how long it would be before they had any news so he decided to control his breathing and listen to the sweet melody beating in his chest.

     Only minutes went by when Ciara went running by again but this time with Deana in tow. The two stopped just in front of them and immediately woke Kana up. She was a bit groggy but they helped her to her feet and with a burst of adrenaline, she immediately perked right up. Tola stood up too thinking he was going with them but Ciara pushed him back down as if she was scolding a disobedient child.

     “You haven’t washed and we can’t afford to have you anywhere near the babies yet.” Ciara cried. “Sorry Tola, Arga’s orders.”

     “All three are arriving right now! Get a move on people!” Arga yelled as she poked her head out the door. “Leave the filthy rat on the floor and get in here.” They gave Tola a look of pity but quickly got over it because of course the babies were almost here. They rushed into the room and slammed the door behind them. 

     “That’s alright…….I’ll just stay here, don’t worry about me.” Tola whispered to himself as there was not another soul on that floor. “I’ll be fine sitting here on the cold floor playing with my damn buttons while you get to kiss the newborns.” He sat there quietly for a few minutes when he had the best idea. He decided to head to the lowest level and visit the wonderful brewery that he hasn’t been to in a few years. “If anyone needs me…...I’ll be at the brewery sipping my…...Great! Now I’m talking to myself. Way to prove your sanity there Tola. Way to go buddy!”

      He immediately stopped talking, rushed down to the brewery and found his favorite and most comfortable seat. It brought back many memories as he could see old war relics and antique weapons hanging from the walls alongside some old rusty Dulvar shields. He would sit for hours thinking about the mysteries behind these treasures and the beings who once possessed them. It was indeed part of his own heritage as he too has some Dulvar blood coursing through his veins. His recollection of the language has returned a bit, so he tried to order his favorite brew in his native tongue. 

     The brewmaster, who knows him by name, approached with open arms. Tola immediately stood up and hugged him as if seeing an old friend. The two sat down and chatted a bit while sipping a delicious pint from their vast collection. They talked mostly about their Queen and how she has so greatly improved their lives here in the place they call home. They shared old war stories, which are the exact same ones as before, only they get better each time they tell them. 

     After a couple delicious pints Tola decided to pay a visit to his favorite nurse, THE COMMANDER, as he calls her, to see if the little ones are now sharing the same air as everyone. He wasn’t drunk but decided to not let the effects of the alcohol impair his ability to run, just to end up with his face pressed to the floor. He walked calmly and happily back upstairs where he could immediately hear crying from the end of the corridor. He wasn’t sure if it was happy or sad and he became a bit alarmed. As fear tried to overtake his joy he started to panic and darted down to the Queen’s chambers. There was a crowd just outside the door, pressing their fat heads to the wood, so he couldn’t get through none too easily. He retraced his steps as he now rushed to the washroom and tucked his hair under his cap. He grabbed a scrubbing brush and went spastic on his fingernails before drenching them in alcohol all the way up to his elbows. He frantically ran out into the hall and pushed his way through until he came face to face with…HER. He looked dead in her eyes and didn’t back away in the slightest as he firmly began to speak.

     “I need to see my niece and my sister, RIGHT THIS MINUTE!” He demanded. “I scrubbed my hands, my arms, my face and nearly drowned  myself in alcohol. Please let me in.”

     “Well…Judging by your breath, I believe the drowning in alcohol bit.” Arga yelled. “Your hands look much improved and you look like a much more serious man, as this is truly a serious endeavor. You’ll be happy to know you are a great uncle to a beautiful Dulvar Prince and Princess. Your niece is doing very well as are her little miracles. Your sister is in the middle of labor but there is a slight complication. The baby is breech which means he is coming out feet first. We need to try to turn him around inside the womb, otherwise he may need to cut your sister to get him out. That is very dangerous and poses a high risk of complications for the mother. Do you understand what I’m telling you?” Arga asked.

      “Yes!” Tola cried. “Can I go be with her?” 

      “Yes, but do not touch anything except her hands. She already has her sister by her side but you being there might help them both calm down a bit.” She replied.

      Tola rushed in and kneeled down by his sister’s bed. She was sweating and very fidgety as Deana was there next to her squeezing her hand tightly. They both looked over at Tola and smiled from ear to ear. Rayla leaned over and began puckering her lips waiting for a kiss. He carefully leaned closer to her face desperately hoping not to touch anything else. He leaned his cheek closer but instead of a sweet kiss, she stuck out her tongue and licked him. He pulled away and winced as she and his wife started laughing hysterically. He chuckled a bit then kissed his sister on her forehead before kissing his wife. He kneeled back down and wrapped his arms around hers as he was feeling much happier. Just as he gripped her hand, she squeezed tightly and pulled him closer as she was having a fairly strong contraction. Tola thought that at any moment his arm was going to be ripped clean from its socket so he closed his eyes and tightened his grip. Deana looked over and began laughing.

     “C’mon tough guy…...it’s only a contraction. I’ve been here for about twenty of those.” Deana said while shaking her head slightly. “Only a couple more and the baby will be out. Tola, You hold tight and I’ll go see if she is fully dilated.”

      “How?...Ohhhh, nevermind. I’ll let you do the honors.” He replied. “That’s best left to the professionals because I definitely don’t know my way around that area.”

     “Most men don’t. That’s why I married a woman!” His sister cried.

     “That’s a cheap shot there, Miss Rayla. But I totally agree with you on that one.” Tola replied as he rested his head on his sister’s arm. “Ciara has made you happier than I have ever seen you. She is an amazing person, just like my wife.”

     “And Daughters!” Kana yelled from across the room holding her niece firmly.

     “And niece.” Leana hollered as she cradled her newborn son.

     “Ok, ok I get the point.” He replied. “Sorry I was so thoughtless.”

     “Don’t you need a brain to have a thought?” Arga asked 

      The entire room burst out laughing as they never expected the most serious person they knew to have such a good, well timed, sarcastic response. She smiled just a little as she looked at Tola and winked. She kneeled down next to Deana and assisted in her examination. She immediately looked up at Rayla and gave her the thumbs up indicating to her that they finally got the baby turned around and that she was also fully dilated. She quickly adjusted her position then basically just pushed Deana completely to the side. Deana did not look upset at all but instead had a much relieved look on her face when Agra took over. She knows that she only has experience making babies while Arga has a bit more experience at delivering them. 

      “Next contraction, I want you to go ahead and give us a good strong push. Tola and Deana grab her arms and be ready. It will be any second now.” Arga shouted.

      Within seconds Rayla began to fidget then suddenly it happened. She gripped down hard on her brother and sisters arms as she had the strongest contraction as of yet. She barely made a noise as she curled herself up and pushed. Arga was smiling ear to ear which nobody had ever seen her do, until now. As Rayla finished pushing and tried to take a break she knew at that moment the struggle was over. She smiled intensely as she saw the soft tuft of hair draping softly over Arga’s sturdy hands. Her  baby was finally out in their beautiful world and she was now extremely anxious to hold her son. But before he was passed to his mother, Arga quickly grabbed the little boy by his legs and inverted him. With a couple coughs and an ear piercing cry the little one cleared it’s throat and began wailing. Rayla saw her tiny little miracle and started crying as in such a brief moment her life had immediately changed paths. She was a mother now more than a warrior and her new battles would include spit ups, dirty diapers and whole home destruction for the next decade or so. She immediately reached out to grasp her son and Arga happily obliged while she continued clearing the little one’s mouth, neck and gills. Rayla lifted her son over her face and gave him the most endearing and softest kiss on his belly and forehead before wrapping her arms completely around him, pressing him close to her warm soft skin. He stopped crying almost immediately when he heard his mother’s voice and felt her warm touch.

      Deana began crying again as her face was already red and puffy from the moment the twins were born. She remembered the day when her little Gemma was born and the feelings she had of holding her for the first time. She immediately grabbed the little one’s foot and began playing with the littlest toes she could remember ever touching. Arga finished tying the last few sutures on the mother then began focusing on the little one. She performed a full check up which made the baby cry a bit, but her poking and prodding was very swift and precise as she finished rather quickly. She leaned over and kissed his forehead just as she did for the twins, then left the room so that the family could celebrate quietly. 

     Tola was not at all happy about her leaving so abruptly, so he ran out the door after her, stopping her in the hallway. “Please don’t leave yet. We want you to be there with us if you can. You have done something wonderful for our family and we wish to return the favor. Please celebrate with us because we consider you as part of the family, even after the insults you hurled at me.” Tola cried.

    “You consider me as family?” She asked as she seemed shocked. “Why me? I’m not anyone’s family. I am a warrior first, healer second. There is no third I guess. I haven’t anyone to share my life with. My home is always empty, which is why I work all the time.”

    “I’m so sorry.” He replied sadly. “Ciara thinks very highly of you and that means a lot to all of us. She is definitely the second hardest worker I know, and believe me that’s coming from a guy who doesn’t stop until I can’t physically move.” 

     “So I suppose you are first judging by your arrogance.” She snapped.

    “NO!” He replied. “After watching you work, you are.” 

     “That’s very kind of you to say. Most aren’t nearly as kind because of my appearance. Many look at me as a battle scarred washed up soldier who has no life. I’ve helped hundreds of Dulvar, Brevian and Sidoan people throughout my life. I helped save my fellow slaves even when some of them wished to die. My whole life has been dedicated to helping those who reject me. Why is your family different?” She asked as she began to sniffle and seemed to be getting all choked up.

     “I have spent my youth training to kill your people. Unfortunately my training has paid off as I have killed more than I can count. But it was one small child who reached out to me, stared into my soul and changed me forever. She had no secret powers or magical enchantments, just pure, unconditional love. She was a young girl, a Dulvar Spirit who was injured and with just a single look, trusted me to take care of her without even knowing me. She saw through my rough exterior and my blood soaked armor and saw kindness and compassion in my heart and my soul. I don’t judge by looks, by race or color of your skin, but by your actions. Your actions have proven to all of us that you are a person who we not only wish, but need as part of our family. I tell you for all of us, from the bottom of our hearts, we need you. So whatever can we do for you to prove it?” He asked lovingly.

     “I don’t know what to say.” She cried. “You don’t see me as a monster like the others?”

     “Monsters are identified by their repulsive actions which directly reflect what is in their heart, not by their appearance. You are beautiful inside and out. Scars just tell the story of your heroic life and I respect that immensely.” He replied as he took her hand and kissed it. “Please accept this official invitation into our family.”

     “You are not very bright, but you are kind.” She scoffed. “If you truly want me as part of your family… then I accept.”

      Tola reached up and hugged her but she is a bit taller than he is so he has to stand on the tips of his toes to reach. She wrapped her arms around his chest, directly under his armpits and lifted him up off the ground. She began shaking him while his feet flopped around like a child hugging a much loved doll. He laughed a bit but then tried hard to get down as he thought he started hearing his bones and joints cracking. She dropped him then followed him back to the Queen’s quarters. Everyone was surprised when she walked through the door again because they thought they wouldn’t be seeing her anytime soon. Deana wasted no time as she jumped up and straight to Arga’s arms. She tried hard not to cry but after seeing all the happy smiling faces she dropped to the floor and began to sob.

     “TOLA! WHAT DID YOU DO?” Deana screamed. “DID YOU YELL AT HER FOR MOCKING YOU?”

    “No. I told her how much we needed her to be part of our family.” He answered promptly. “I was nice to her, I promise.”

     Deana kneeled down next to Arga and wrapped her arms around her as she did the same. Kana glanced over and immediately ran over to join them. “You are part of our family now so stop fighting it!” Deana said firmly.

     “Oh, you people are the best. NOW GO WASH YOUR DAMN HANDS!” Arga shouted.

      Deana, Kana and Ciara began taking turns caring for the new mothers and their precious offspring. They would rotate out frequently so that Arga could get some much needed rest. Nearly everyone worked around the clock helping out with keeping the Queen’s quarters clean and tidy. Hira and Tola were soon tossed out because they were making more messes than they were cleaning. However they would peek in from time to time, usually bringing food or beverages along with them.     They were both trying to be helpful but a woman’s world is not even in the same universe as a man’s, as Kana explained to them in a not so kind way. The two decided to take refuge in the brewery once again until they were absolutely needed.

     As they sat together, two distinctly different brothers, they began swapping stories and talking about their very different lives before reuniting. They each found out that they actually have more in common than they originally thought. Hira explained that once had a whole family of geese that he used to swim with during the warmer seasons and also the fact that he too never cared for eating fish. They even laughed about their childhood antics they used to play on their Elders. Tola was about to tell a good story when Arga walked in and stood in front of their table. Her eyes were red and swollen as if she had been crying for a good while. She said not a word as she seemed to be much too afraid to speak.

      “What’s on your mind Arga?” Tola asked. “Have a seat with us and let’s talk.”

      “You said that you consider me as family and would do anything for me didn’t you?” She asked quietly. “Did you mean what you said?”

      “Absolutely.” Tola replied as Hira nodded in agreement.

      “On the ceiling of the Sidoan Temple there are maps which are hand carved into the stone and very intricately painted. Did you see them?” She asked.

      “Yes we did. Are you going to tell us about the other Dulvar Temple south of the Solemn Forest?” He asked.

      “You are very observant my friend.” She responded.

      “Brother. I’m your brother and so is Hira here. You are our family, so you can ask your brothers anything. We owe you and will give our last breath helping you if needed, because that is what it means to be part of our family.” Tola replied.

      “Have you seen Shya since you have been here at the Palace?” She asked.

      “I have not. Is she in trouble? Did she go to the southern Dulvar Temple?” Tola inquired nervously.

      “I am afraid so. She has been gone for a few months and I am extremely worried as are her sisters. Leana won’t say it but she is afraid something may have happened to her. I love her like my own daughter. She and her asshole boyfriend broke up because he was in love with Korra, amongst others. They got caught being a little too friendly but Korra denies any such involvement. She may be truthful but Shya lost it and told her she was going on an adventure, alone. She took Jade with her but I’m still afraid for them.” Arga cried.

      “Who is Jade?” Hira asked.

     “That naughty beast she tamed. She will not part with it. It even sleeps in her cottage with her inside the town because she won’t stay in the Palace. She visits us from time to time but never stays very long. I am so afraid for her. She is very strong willed and even more so than any other Dulvar I’ve ever met.” Arga said quietly in between sniffles.

     “Did she say anything to you about what she was looking for when she got there?” Hira asked. “That Palace is only a myth at this point. The river through the Solemn Forrest takes you to the Great Chasm but no further. I’ve studied my map forwards and backwards and I don’t see any other way to get across.”

     “What map?” Tola asked.

      “I took the liberty of drawing those maps of the southern Dulvar Palace and the Southern lake specifically.” Hira responded. “There is definitely another region to the west, but it is definitely not passable on foot due to the scorching lava flowing inside the Great Chasm. If the Queen could send a team of Skirmishers to brave the heat and maybe find a way to cross it we might have a chance. Unfortunately the air is deadly to us even with the nest designed neck wraps. They would dry out and kill us before we even knew we were experiencing breathing problems. We can’t risk it and hopefully Shya didn’t either.”

     “Have you spoken to her about this?” Tola asked firmly. “If you knew about this why didn’t you tell her or at least me?”

     “Calm yourself brother. I did not know it even existed until I saw the maps on the ceiling. I’ve seen those maps before but I was just a lad then. Dolan himself founded the village just south of the Palace. He was driven off by our people, is what our mother told me. She thinks there once was a passable route but the last volcanic eruption destroyed it.” Hira explained.

     “So there could be other villages and people on the other side is what I’m hearing.” Arga said while reaching for Hira’s arm. “Show me the map!”

    Hira reached into his tunic and took a disheveled piece of parchment with a bunch of hand drawn lines and images. He glanced at it for a moment before handing it over. She briefly studied the map and located the village and Southern Dulvar Palace just a bit south of the Solemn Forest. She handed him back the paper and walked away. “We must form a team and go look for her. That stubborn girl needs an ass whooping for going off alone.”

     “I agree!” Replied Tola. “But then we’ll embrace her and be thankful we found her. That beast is extremely powerful and will do well to protect her. I’m not terribly worried but still…..”

    “We need to approve this with the Queen first.” Hira suggested. “We may require the help of her team of Spirits to assist us as well. There have been rumors of raider hordes inhabiting those swampy regions near the chasm. They are said to be vicious murderers and stop at nothing to get what they desire. They are of unknown origin, so we need the best warriors at our side. We have to properly assess the situation but be prepared for anything.”

     “I agree!” Arga replied. “Tola should be the one to speak with her because she knows and trusts him the most. If he can’t convince her of our plight then nobody can.”

     Tola stood up, patted Hira on the shoulder then immediately left the brewery. Hira and Arga stayed behind, planning the trip as they patiently awaited Tola’s return. He found his way to the Queen’s quarters and quietly approached the Queen. She was barely awake and holding both of her babies who were sound asleep. He walked over to the washroom, doused his hand in alcohol then returned to talk. She smiled ever so slightly as her eyes were very heavy. Her mate was there in the room and was sound asleep on a cot. 

    “You look worried Uncle Tola.” She whispered. “Is it about Shya?”

    “Yes…...how…...how did you know?” He asked.

     “Because you love her and she hasn’t been here in quite some time.” She answered with a brief chuckle. “Aren’t my babies beautiful? They are the most beautiful things I’ve ever laid my eyes on. Can you help me with names?”

     “Of course I can but wouldn’t you rather the ladies help you?” He asked. “I’m no good at names as I call my duck friends mama duck and papa duck.The ducklings I call one, two, three, four and five.”

     “Ok, good to know. But I still would like you to give me an idea of a boy’s name. If Gemma was born a boy what name would you have chosen?” She asked persistently. “C’mon you had to have thought about it, didn’t you?”

     “Well, Ian was always a favorite but there’s already an Ian in our village, he’s the blacksmith. Caden is a name Deana wanted. That was her grandfather’s name. Kana was her grandmother’s so that’s probably what we would have chosen.” He answered with a smile.

     “Caden it is then.” She replied joyfully. “Caden and Nora are their names. Thank you. I was struggling with this for…...well, since I found out I was pregnant. My husband is such a good man. He reminds me of you only……”

     “Taller?” He asked as he scrunched his nose and squinted his eyes.

      “I was gonna say Dulvar, so you can’t put this on me. You said it, I didn’t.” She laughed as she handed little Caden over to him.

      He looked at the tiny little figure wrapped in the softest cotton the Dulvar had ever produced. It was strong yet as smooth as silk. It wrapped around his tiny torso and arms like a perfectly coiled sweet roll but it’s contents were so much sweeter. He lifted the little boy to his shoulder and kissed his tiny nose. His eyes opened slightly as a little smile seemed to have formed. He opened his mouth wide and yawned then fell back to sleep. Tola stared at this little miracle and began to think about the day Gemma was born. He cried for three days because he couldn’t believe he helped create such an amazing being. He looked at Leana and she was now fast asleep. He got up and walked over to his wife who was sitting quietly holding Rayla’s baby boy Ethan. She stood up right next to her husband, stole a quick kiss then handed little Ethan over to him. His skin was a bit lighter in complexion but had the same blue eyes that his mother had only bigger and brighter. He stood very still and just stared at the little bundles in his arms. It was indeed a most wonderful day for their families.

      “Deana …...quick…...come here quick.” He demanded

      “What is it?” She asked as she rushed over to him.

      “Scratch my nose please, right on the bridge near my eye. I can’t do it and it’s driving me nuts.” He exclaimed.

      She reached over and took back Ethan then immediately gave him to his mother. She then scooped up Caden and started backing away. “There, you can scratch your own nose buddy.” She said as she stuck out her tongue then started kissing Caden. 

      Tola looked like such a helpless soul now that he had no babies to hold. He tried to take him back but she was too quick and pulled away in the nick of time. Tola then sat down on the floor and began pouting. He looked around and didn’t see a baby he could grab so he waited patiently. After a few minutes Odin walked over to him and sat on his lap with a sweet roll and a small bottle of milk. Tola wrapped his arms around him and was now very happy. Kana looked on and just smiled as her boy and his grandfather got to spend a little time together. Odin, who is now nearly two, rested in his grandfather’s arms and fell fast asleep. Kana had been struggling all day with him to take a nap but he wouldn’t do it. She sat down next to her father and leaned against his shoulder.

      “I know you probably came here to talk to Leana but you got caught up in everything that is going on.” She whispered softly. “Are you going out to look for Shya? I think she said something about finding the dire wolf’s family or something like that. There are a few writings about dire wolves here in the library. There’s a whole section on different species of animals and she found some information about her friend. She is actually pretty amazing. Old Dulvar lore said she was a vicious beast that hunted and killed all races of people. I don’t believe that for a second after seeing that sweet, sweet animal.”

      “Sweet …...BIG…...animal!” Tola cried. “I hope Shya knows what she is doing. Those areas have not been surveyed in ages I bet. I’ve never been past the Solemn Forest because of the chasm past the tree line. It gives me the creeps…that bottomless void.”

      “I believe that there is still a bridge at the southernmost edge of the Forest perimeter. It is a long rope bridge suspended high above the intense heat,  but I think it’s still passable if you are careful. It’s very long and the chasm is very hot and windy at times. I’ve gone on it part way but got too nervous to cross completely. Of course that was a few years ago. I bet Shya had the courage to do it though.” She said nervously. “Still, I am worried about her.”

     “Yeah me too.” He replied.

     “Mama told me you are in love with her. Is it true?” She asked.

     “I don’t know what I feel. Part of me says yes and that she could be a wonderful wife and part of me says no. She is so stubborn at times and others she is the sweetest woman. My feelings for her are like the rapids, flowing constantly but always changing direction. Your mother once said she would take her as her wife too. I Don’t know if she meant it or not, but that’s what she told her in front of me, the last time I saw her.” Tola cried softly.

     “So why didn’t you?” Asked Kana. “I know she’s my age but she really wants a husband and a family. Why not be the one to give that to her? If your wife has accepted it then she would be a lucky person to have you and her as mates.”

     “I don’t know.” He replied. “I feel a bit uncomfortable taking a younger woman into our home. It’s like we are adopting you all over again. I know it’s not at all the same but that’s what it feels like to me. I just want her to be happy and find love.”

    “Didn’t she already do that?” She asked cleverly. “It seems you want her to be happy but not make your wife unhappy. I don’t think that would be the case. They would both be very happy to be married to you. That is what I think.”

     “Would you allow Hira to take Shya as his wife?” He asked.

      “HELL NO! I would string him up a tree, by his balls if he ever told me that.” She yelled. “Oops, I should be more quiet. I don't want to wake the babies, they are all sleeping and it’s a wonderful thing.”

      “I thought as much.” He said softly. “I should focus on my love for my wife and not worry so much about Shya. If she finds someone then I will feel much better about the whole thing. Besides, she is very attractive and can have her pick of just about anyone. She just needs to open her mind and her heart and maybe she’ll see love right in front of her.”

      “I hope so. I feel bad for her.” She cried. “She is so sweet yet so shy sometimes. Maybe we can find someone for her from our village. A farmer or blacksmith perhaps. Is Ian available?”

     “I’m not sure.” He replied as he began scratching his head. “I never introduced them, I guess. He’s a bit shy too from what your mother says. He did have a thing for Leana I thought.”

     “He did, but as soon as she was bequeathed the role of High Queen he backed away.” She responded. “He definitely has a thing for Dulvar girls though.”

      The two suddenly became very quiet as they seemed to be the only ones awake at this point. It was nearly midnight and most Palace shops had already closed down. Hira and Arga poked their heads into the Queen’s chambers and spotted Tola. He shook his head and went back to sleep. Arga laid down on a cot near the door as Hira laid down next to his love. He grabbed Odin and snuggled him in between him and his mother then fell fast asleep. Ciara was passed out sitting backwards on a chair with her head and arms hanging over the back. It looked very uncomfortable but somehow she managed to fall asleep despite that. 

      Korra is now acting Queen in Leana’s absence and has ordered the Palace to be locked down. There were no threats or conflicts of any kind but at this point she trusts no one to enter the Palace grounds during such a delicate time. Kidnapping the Queen’s offspring could be detrimental to their fragile existence and she would be damned if she would ever let that happen. Her dedication to the Queen has earned her a great deal of trust. In fact, Leana trusts her the most out of any Dulvar, including Kana herself, to lead her battalions and to care of her people. They often confide in one another as there is an extremely strong bond between sisters. Kana sometimes gets a bit jealous but also knows she is doing what’s best for everyone as Korra was born to lead. She is a strong and cunning warrior but also a smart and compassionate leader. She often gives to those who are in need without expecting anything in return. She helps Leana with her duties yet never even asks for or hints at a reward. She is selfless and caring which definitely makes her the best candidate to lead their people.

      “Kana!” Korra whispered through the window. “Kana, can you hear me? Are you awake?”

       Kana heard Korra’s voice and slowly crept to the outside window. She looked down and saw Korra and about twenty Spirits all dressed up as if they were going out on the town. “What the freak are you ladies doing?”

     “We are going to the village to dance and hang out with the villagers. They are celebrating right now and want us to join them.” Korra whispered.

     “Aren’t you the acting Queen?” She asked sternly. “Do you think you should be doing this seeing you have a great responsibility to this Palace and to my sister?”

     “It’s just one night. They will be getting back to work in the morning so we won’t be able to drink too much anyway. There’s cute guys there too.” Korra replied.

     “I have a boyfriend…...I can’t do this.” Kana yelled back.

     “He’s your boyfriend…...not your husband.” Korra yelled. “Besides, it’s not like you’ve never kept secrets from anyone. He will never find out.”

      By now Kana has become very irritated at this point and decided to jump out the window to have it out with Korra. She knew that Korra was truly not being herself and was now acting very irresponsible for someone who is supposed to be in charge. As Kana reached Korra she stood right in front of her and stared her down. She immediately crossed her arms and waited for her response.

     “Wow, you are a complete badass!” Korra whispered. “Now that I got your attention, did you forget what today is?”

     “What are you talking about?” She asked as she looked back at her sister, mildly confused.

      “It’s after midnight so that means it’s tomorrow, already. It’s YOUR BIRTHDAY!” Korra cried as she hugged Kana tightly. “Silly girl….so you thought I would be so naive and irresponsible when Leana is counting on me? Your mother planned this whole thing for you weeks ago. We are celebrating your birthday the entire day. Tonight we are going to the town to dance and listen to the street musicians play. We will stay until the sun rises and have a special breakfast there for you. It will be just us girls, all day, until dinner time, then we will join the rest of the family in more festivities and gifts. I know you don’t want anything but we have something very special for you. Your father is going to keep watch overnight so we can go.”

     “You little shit! You had me thinking you were doing something irresponsible and that I was gonna hafta beat your ass!” Kana yelled.

    “You?…..beat my ass?” Korra asked as she began to laugh. “I train every day while you sit home playing with your baby. You aren’t in any shape to beat my ass little girl.”

    “Oh yeah?” Kana asked. “That sounds like a challenge to me there, miss prissy. I’ll have you know, I train every morning while my mother watches Odin. If you think I’m soft then why don’t we have a little contest. A quick spar. Have someone you trust grab a couple cadet swords and practice shields and we'll see just how soft I am.”

    “Ooooo, Kana has a bit of an attitude there girls. Alright bitch, you’re on. Let’s go to the sparring grounds and have a little fun. First one down loses.” Korra snapped.

     The group left immediately and made their way past the courtyard and onto the sparring grounds. There were several guards standing at their posts, near the entrance but they couldn’t care less about the girls' nightly excursion. The wall torches were lit which gave them an ample amount of light for their nighttime activity. Jana, one of the most trusted sisters went to the armory and procured two cadet swords and a couple wooden shields along with two staves. She threw them on the ground in the middle of the arena while the rest sat in a circle waiting for the battle. They were already cheering and chanting because they knew what they were about to witness was going to be almost surreal. Kana, an elite warrior who has seen many battles, versus Korra who was not only an elite warrior herself but a skilled trainer and mentor to her younger sisters. Both had a great deal of experience fighting but on different sides of the mountain range where each of their respective worlds was unique.

     Korra quickly clasped on a pair of leather gauntlets and immediately rushed to the center to grab her sword and shield. Kana was taken a bit by surprise as she was still putting on her wrist guards when Korra came at her. She dodged her attack and rolled to the center grabbing the closest thing she could, which was a long crooked hickory staff. Luckily for her she excelled at using a staff and was able to fend off Korra fairly quickly. She spun around and swung her staff hitting Korra in the back of her leg. She tripped and quickly recovered but realized she may have greatly underestimated her opponent. She stood upright and raised her shield to her chin while pointing her sword at her sister.

      “Whoa…..you lot lucky there little girl. I won’t be making that mistake again.” Korra shouted.

      “Yes you will…….and that will be your downfall.” Kana shouted back.

      “Kiss my ass!” Korra yelled back playfully. “It’s you who is going down”

       Korra lunged at Kana, taking a firm swing but Kana blocked it fairly easily. She kneeled down and swung her staff at Korra’s leg again but this time Korra counterattacked and severed Kana’s staff into two pieces. Kana stood up and just looked at the broken weapon and shook her head. She threw the broken pieces just a few paces behind her in case she would need them in a pinch. She dove to the ground, grabbed the other sword and shield then quickly braced herself as Korra immediately went after her. She swung low and hit Kana’s shield, knocking it out of her hand.

    “I didn’t need that piece of crap anyway, it will just slow me down.” Kana said as she laughed. 

      Kana jumped off to Korra’s side and rolled directly behind her. She swung firmly but Korra was able to spin around part way and block the attack. She staggered a bit as Kana went after her again. They exchanged sword swings back and forth for a few minutes but neither could land a hit to knock their opponent down. This proved to Korra that Kana was indeed as good as she was years ago and possibly even better. Korra stood about ten paces away from Kana, panting hard. She chuckled a little as she started circling around her sister.

     “You know. I did underestimate you little sister. You’ve got great skills and you hit much harder than I thought. But I’m not giving up until your ass hits the dirt.” She shouted.

     “You’d better just sit down now and quit because that isn’t gonna happen anytime soon.” Kana yelled back. “Maybe if you blindfold me and tie my arms behind my back you may have a chance.”

     “YOU’RE SUCH AN ASSHOLE!” Korra screamed. “How did you even land Hira? Oh wait I know…..you played a little game of hide the pickle with him the first time you met, didn’t you?”

     Kana yelled back. “It was the next night actually and it’s more of a zucchini.” 

      The onlookers began laughing because they always enjoyed the banter between blood sisters immensely. None of them had taken either side as they wholeheartedly adored and admired them both. Their fight was just a fun, yet violent way of them showing their affections for one another. Besides, it gave each of them the opportunity to show off their skills to the rest of the group. It was more of a stunt than a training session but they all found it very entertaining as well as educational. 

      “Give it up Korra, you can’t embarrass me or piss me off, if that’s what you're trying to do.” Kana yelled. “And I thought you were an elite warrior. You have kind of a big mouth for a marshmallow.”

       Korra was now a bit angry so she ran straight toward Kana and lunged at her. Kana blocked the attack but hit the hilt of her sword against Korra’s shield. Her shield cracked and split in two so she threw the broken pieces down and gripped her sword with two hands. She stepped back a few steps and planted her feet into the dirt firmly. Kana spun back and swung her sword hitting Korra’s causing the handles to get stuck together. They briefly tried to separate them but Kana wasted no time and let go of hers. She quickly kneeled down and caught the falling sword then rolled behind her opponent. She swung her sword upward and knocked the sword out of Korra’s hands. Korra was in complete shock as she knew nothing about any type of move such as that. As she kneeled down to grab her sword Kana kicked the back of her leg, grabbed her arm and took her down. She straddled over Korra and pressed her sword against her neck and smiled.

      “Told you, you should have tied my arms up.” Kana said as she laughed. 

      Kana looked around at the crowd as they were all applauding her immensely. She then looked down at her sister, leaned closer to her and gave her a quick peck on the forehead. She jumped up and tossed the sword over by the armory door then started hugging her friends. Korra sat up and just shook her head as she tried very hard not to smile. Kana reached down then grabbed her hand and pulled her up. She hugged her for a minute then slapped her hard on her butt.

      “I have to admit you are tougher than I remember.” Korra said with a great deal of sincerity in her voice.

      “Yeah, you are too.” Kana replied. “I thought you had me there for a second when our swords wedged together. If you had quickly dropped your right arm mine would have lowered too far for me to keep my balance and you could have just blown on me and I would have fallen over. Match done, Korra wins!”

       “Well, looks like we both learned something tonight.” Korra said happily. “Let’s go drink some wine and dance a bit. Maybe there’s some good food there too cuz I’m really craving zucchini now.” 

       The girls grouped together arm in arm as they noisily walked down the road and into the village center. The merchants were still on the walkways showing their wares as they pretty much never really closed their shops. The ladies began browsing the merchandise as they often do when they are not busy training. There were a number of jewelers hanging out in the village center and immediately gravitated towards their potential customer. Korra and Kana separated from the group for a brief moment when Korra picked out a beautiful emerald and gold necklace that had flowers and vines wrapped around a solitary stone. She held it up to Kana’s neck and looked at her as a smile formed in her face. She winked at her sister and handed the merchant a few gold pieces. She grabbed Kana’s shoulder, spun her sister around and placed the necklace around her neck. She spun her back around as she noticed tears trickling down Kana’s cheeks. She hugged her and began stroking her hair.

      “Happy birthday little sis.” Korra whispered in her sister’s ear.

      “Awww. Thank you. You didn’t have to do that. Sparring with you was enough of a gift. Leana would be jealous.” Kana responded.

      “What? You mean Leana can’t afford to buy herself a necklace, that freaking cheapskate? Ohhhh, you mean…...the sparring part. Ha, I knew that.” Korra said with a chuckle. “Right…...she’s the Queen. She has more gold and gems than all of us combined.”

     “Really?” Kana asked. “She inherited a lot of loot did she? I had no idea. That little rat! She could have told me she was rich. Screw it, I don’t care if she’s jealous now. She’s got riches, a Palace and two babies. I’m really more jealous of her now that I think of it.”

      “She actually has a pile of it just for you.” Korra replied. “I bet you didn’t know that either. She has a vault filled for each of us. There are thirty five in all just for the Spirits alone. Who knows what she has for the rest of her family. Probably lots I would guess.”

      “Forget the gold, let’s go get some wine and flirt with the guys. Maybe we will find the perfect one for you.” Kana said playfully.

      “Uh…….Kana? I don’t know how to tell you this but…..” Korra said as she became very shy suddenly.

      “You like girls. Don’t you?” Kana asked softly.

      “Well….I like both, but yeah… I mostly like girls. Please don’t tell anyone…..ok?” Korra pleaded.

      “I’m a blabbermouth so I can’t promise anything.” Kana replied. “I thought you knew me…...silly girl. Wait! You, Shya and Leana are my only blood sisters right?”

      “Uh, yeah why? The rest are from Aquina’s other wives.” Korra said as she looked into her sister’s eyes. “Wait! What are you doing?”

      “Getting you a girl.” Kana said as she ran away.

      “Get back here!” Korra demanded. “I’m in trouble aren’t I?”

      “Yup!” Kana yelled back. “Don’t worry, I found someone who likes bad girls.”

      “C’mon…...that’s not fair.” Korra shouted. “WAIT…..IS SHE CUTE?”

       Korra ran after her sister and tried to catch up to her but she was much too fast for her. They ran, weaving in between the buildings as the others noticed and tried to follow to see what they were up to. Just as Korra rounded a corner there stood Kana and a beautiful young Sidoan girl. The two were talking while Korra stopped to catch her breath. Kana ran pretty fast but she didn’t seem to be winded at all. Korra was amazed by her speed but also her ability to leave everyone else in the dust.

     “How in the world did you run so fast and why aren’t you out of breath?” Korra asked as she bent over and grabbed her knees sucking in air like it was the last bit in the universe.

      “This is Celia. She is a friend of Hira.” Kana said softly. “I told her about you and she wanted to meet you. I told her you prefer girls and she well…...you two figure it out.” 

      “You’re impossible!” Korra exclaimed.

      “Have you met you?” Kana asked. “Have fun girls. I’m heading to the pub to get a Meade or something.”

      Just as Kana walked past her sister, Korra grabbed her arm and leaned in close to her. She kissed her cheek and gently bumped her head against her sister’s “Thank you so much.” She whispered in her ear. “She is gorgeous. But how did you already know?”

      “You talk in your sleep.” Kana whispered back. “Good night sis. I won’t wait up!”

       Korra smiled as Kana caught up with the rest and they all headed into the town pub for a refreshing adult beverage. Just as they were out of sight Korra sat down on the bench next to the small pod they were standing in front of and just stared up at the stars. Celia sat next to her and the two began talking. They both were a little shy at first but it took no time before they warmed up to one another. They talked for a while then decided to join the rest out at the tower. They were all standing around at the top stargazing while sipping their chosen beverages. The two joined them as Korra introduced Celia to her family. They all stood under the night sky talking for a while when they noticed the stars were diminishing and the sun was beginning to rise in the distance. Korra seemed shocked that they stayed out that long, but it was her sister’s birthday after all. 

      The group decided to return to the Palace, so Korra held her new friend one last time, gently caressed her cheek then said goodbye. Celia secretly handed Korra a small figurine, hand carved from a piece of figured walnut. It was a tiny beaver sitting near a tree stump. She explained to her that she once had a shop up in Maple Village and she hand crafted them herself. Korra smiled then grasped Celia’s hand and kissed it gently. They both blushed a little then parted ways for the time being. Korra was slowly heading home but was trailing far behind the rest. Kana noticed and decided to stop for a minute and wait. As Korra reached her younger sister she just smiled and blushed quite noticeably. Kana said not a word as she walked beside her all the way to the Palace gate. She kept looking at her but said nothing.

      “Go ahead and ask me you dufus.” Korra shouted. “What do you want to know?”

      “Did you kiss her?” Kana asked as she got really excited.

      “No!” She replied. “I'm not easy like you are. I did kiss her hand though. After that she gave me this little wooden beaver that she made herself. Isn’t it adorable?”

      “Yes! Young love between two girls is adorable.” She replied.

      “ I’m talking about the beaver you putz.” Korra said sternly. 

       “Wait! You touched her beaver? My, who’s the easy one now?” Kana asked.

       “I give up!” Korra yelled, then rapidly walked away from her sister.

      Kana trailed behind, laughing all the way home. Korra was trying hard to be mad but she just couldn’t hold in the laughter. She turned back and looked at Kana and just shook her head. She stopped for a moment then looked down at the figure in her hand. She covered her eyes then dropped to her knees and just lost it. She began laughing so hard that the others immediately stopped and turned back to check on her. They had no idea what was going on until she held out the figurine. They looked at it and were totally confused at first until Kana explained why she was laughing. They all burst out laughing once they understood the humor. Korra dried her eyes with her neck wrap and stood up to catch her breath. Kana kneeled in front of her with a huge smile on her face.

      “So, you never told me how you can run without losing your breath?” Korra asked.

     “You invite your new friend to dinner tonight and I’ll tell you all about it.” Kana replied.

      “Deal!” Korra responded. “We better get some rest this morning or else we will be grumpy all day.”

      “Apparently you never sleep then.” Vera said mockingly. 

      The entire group began laughing at Korra once again while Kana and the rest hugged Vera firmly. The timing was perfect and Korra had no comeback because she was way too tired to think. She flipped Vera off then dragged herself inside. The rest descended down to their quarters as Kana made her way back to the Queen’s chambers then passed out next to Leana. Everyone looked at her a bit confused as they wondered why she was coming in so late but then Deana remembered what day it was. They decided to wait until she was awake to continue with the celebration since it was her father’s idea to let her stay out all night. Deana glanced at her husband and gave him a dirty look just before covering her daughter with her favorite blanket. Odin was still sound asleep as were the sweet, tiny newborns. It seemed that morning was one of the quietest they’ve had in a very long time. It was a real treat for everyone, especially the new mothers because they all knew this day may be the last for a very long time.