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The Lady in Waiting (Lady Bloody Ava & Greeneyed23)

Rallon also noted the prince's lack of respect, but he didn't care. He and Cynthia had been working on a special trick for this event.

Despite her impressive size and numerous skills and abilities, she was inescapably a dog. meaning stairs forced her to choose how to go down, usually running down her head aimed like a dart at the floor below.

Tonight however she stood parallel to the steps, bowed to the crowd, to her parents, to the Queen, then walked sideways down the stairs. it was odd, but very graceful, and the crowd loved it, clapping more.

Cynthia was praised and cheered as she made her way through the crowd, but no one dared touch her.

She went right up to her parents and bowed. Rallon smiled. "Beautifully done my love. Now go enjoy yourself while i dance with your mother."

She barked, rose up, paws pressing to Rallon's chest, and licked his chin. her eyes sparkled happily. Rallon kissing her between the eyes, then shifted so she could press her nose against her mother's neck. She hated the taste of makeup. Then she was off, being drawn into a rather silly looking but very sweet dancing with Thea, or rather Thea leaning on the wolf while Cynthia spun in circles.

Rallon lead Rose into their own dance, a much more graceful waltz as her belly precluded much else, and smiled. "We made it my love." Her chuckled. "Do you thin Cynthia would let anyone else make her look so silly?" Thea would always be Cynthia's favorite.

He was about to ask another question when her heard the name, "Baron Antoine Guiseppe of Sicily!" Rallon froze, whispered something, then turned to the door. He gave a tremble, then exploded. "TONY!"

The whole room froze as Rallon, snapping his fingers at Cynthia who instantly joined her mother, rushed the big fat man at the door and gave him a crushing hug that made the fellow squeak and gasp. Then Rallon set him down, took his arm and dragged him to Rose. "My Lady Rose, this is Tony. A dear friend I though long dead. Tony is the finest sailor in the Mediteranean, and saved my life when I first left for the Holy Land."

The man mumbled something but Rallon would have none it. "Tony, this is Rose. And Cynthia." The man had been trying to say something, more focused on his old friend, but froze upon seeing Rose. He was of a height with Rallon, but clearly older, and far fatter. His neck was thick with wattles, and his belly swayed even as he stood, but there was a hardness to him. He was arrayed in the most exquisite purple, including his massive feathered hat. he now swept this from his head, and gave the most intricate bow to the Lady of York, then straightened and spoke in a very thick Sicilian accent. "It is good to see my old friend Rallon. But it is my delight to meet the lady he spoke of whom so often and so fondly. But even his praise does not do you justice dear lady. Truly a vision of beauty. It is an honor. I apologize but I did not bring a suitable gift."

A small man had followed the fat man and Rallon and he spoke. "Master we brought two chests of gold and silver and the titles of four of our best ships!"

Tony spat out. "Fool. As if such trinkets would be worthy of such perfection! Lady Rose i humbly offer these trifles as my apology for not bringing you suitable gifts." Rallon smirked at this, still positively bouncing with joy at his seeing his old friend.

Tony placed four documents into Rose's hand, then he kissed her most respectfully, then spied Cynthia, and stood, releasing Rose's hand gently and with a little sadness. "Ah! The Lady of the hour. i brought something for you as well Lady Cynthia. Your father also spoke of you. though i am not certain it will please you. I am certain it is not worthy of you. You are as beautiful as your mother."

Some whispered at this but Rallon just grinned wider as Cynthia pressed against her mother and ruffled her head. Rallon chuckled. "She is grateful for the compliment old friend but she says no one could compare to her mother."

Tony smiled. "Of course she did. What daughter would say anything else? But still i have a gift i hope pleases you." The party was resuming somewhat but everyone was eager to know what the gift was.

Tony gestured and two large sailors entered, leading a massive full blooded wolf. Lean and wild, yet simply gorgeously handsome. His fur was black as pitch, his eyes so blue as to be white, his paws the size of a horse's hoof. His eyes were locked solely on Cynthia.

Tony spoke very softly. "He is a Transylvanian wolf. Captured and trained by the dog masters of Turkey. An exceptional creature and fighter. His name is Tuchesi. We called him Tuch." The named rhymed with shush.

The people were clamoring were the great beast. Tony gestured at his men who moved back. "Officially I give him to you Lord Granger. Tuchesi."

The wolf finally tore his gaze from Cynthia and looked at the fat man. Tony pointed at Rallon. "Maestro." Then he pointed at Rose. "Padrona." The wolf huffed but walked over to Rallon and sat staring up at him silently, perfectly still.

Rallon looked at his friend. "Italian only?"

Tony shook his head. "He knows English as well. But he was trained to be a gift to the Sultan but he was too wild. So I obtained him. I have carefully not named myself his owner, nor has anyone else, and ensured he was properly trained. He is still a wolf, but I felt he might suit Lady Cynthia?"

Cynthia clearly thought so. Her eyes glowed and she clearly longed to greet this newcomer, but her daddy had not given permission.

Rallon considered, then looked at Tuchesi. "Tuchesi, stand."

The wolf raised his forelegs and rose up on his backlegs, perfectly balanced and still as stone. His eyes were nearly level with Rallon's. They were wild, but while the wolf held his new master's gaze, he made no threat. Rallon held the gaze. "Sit." The wolf obeyed, still looking back. Rallon let his eyes widen and the wolf bowed then rolled onto his back and showed his neck and belly, submitting entirely.

Rallon nodded, then gestured at Thea. "Collect that girl and bring her here."

people gasped, horrified the wolf would maul the child, but Thea, though a little nervous, stood strong as Tuchesi huffed, then walked over and gently took Thea by the hand and leaf her to his master, then sat awaiting orders. Rallon took her hand and smiled. No so much as drool stain on her arm.

He looked at Cynthia. "Will he do?" She huffed, nodding.

"Come meet him. Tuchesi you will not move."

Tuchesi froze, though his eyes followed the gorgeous female as she neared him, sniffing him all over. Finally she licked his muzzle. He did not react. She grabbed his ears and twisted, making him lay beneath her. He growled at the pain but did not fight back. She then licked his face and ear, and despite himself he licked her back, though Rallon let this one go.

She nuzzled the wolf and helped him back up, then sat beside him, looking at her father and huffed nodding again, her eyes wild now.

Rallon smiled. "Alright then. go hunt you two. but Cynthia you will be home before midnight. Understand?" She barked.

"Tuchesi you will protect my daughter only from threats she attacks. and you will be here with her when she returns. Understand?" He gave his own bark, deep and rough. Rallon nodded. "Alright off with you both."

Tuchesi bowed, then let Cynthia lead him out. She was leaner than he and about six inches shorter, but she was the lady, and this was her land. The people made way, then jumped when, as one, the two suddenly raised their heads and howled, loud and clear, then were off bounding into the wilds of York.

Rallon smiled and clapped Tony on the arm. "Tony my friend you have answered a concern I have long worried about. Though now i wonder how wild their children will be. How did you obtain him anyway?"

Tony grinned. "The Sultan owed me quite a sum for arranging for two of his, distractions, to attend functions his wife had expressly forbidden them from being near. He tried to skip on his bill."

Rallon laughed. "And I know that wouldn't fly....you didn't-"

"No no no. i would never. Well.. not at first. But I did send the Sultanah a present."

Rallon smirked. The party was still chattering about the wolves, but now Rallon and Tony and Rose had been forgotten. They had never seen such a thing. Rallon nudged the fat man. "What was the present?"

"A butler who informed her that her husband was sleeping with one of the mistresses at the girl's house. She was not pleased."

"Well he is the Sultan. He-"

"Promised not to sleep with any woman save his Sultanah for two years."

"How long did he make it?"

"About thirty minutes." Both men laughed, then Rallon blinked and looked at Rose. "Rose my love I am sorry we have been chattering away when i promised you a dance."

Tony coughed. "I believe you promised me anything should I see you again?"

Rallon nodded. "I did." A few nearby were nervous, but Rallon, for once, seemed entirely at ease.

Tony gestured to Rose. "To dance with this lady. She reminds me so of my sweet Appelonia." Rallon nodded. "If Rose agrees only."

Both men looked at Rose, patient and smiling. Rallon would of course not be far, and seemed certain Tony would never harm her in any case.

Tony, fat as he was, was very light on his feet, and shifted around his friend suddenly, spinning expertly out of the way of two other dancers. He smiled at Rose, his fat jolly face open and free. "It would be an honor I would treasure forever dear Lady. Do forgive my forward behavior in asking."
 
Rose was have a marvelous time dancing with her husband, as well as watching Cynthia dance with Thea.

She paused when hearing the new name of their latest arrival, but her husband's reaction caught her off guard. A smile tugged at the corner of her lips, how he had addressed the man so closely.

Rose could not help but blush as the Baron showered her in compliments. "Baron Guiseppe your company is more than enough. Especially since I have not seen my husband this excited in quite some time." She teased as the Baron was sweet enough to address their daughter.

The wolf brought before them was strikingly handsome. If there were ever a fitting partner for their beloved Cynthia, this is what she imagined him to look like. Naturally, Cynthia had to approve first. Rose didn't give a single care about the other nobles watching and commenting on the display. Only the best for her daughter and when Cynthia approved she relinquished a barely audible sigh of relief, but felt a pang of sorrow. Her dear girl was growing up and it was almost too hard to accept, but she was happy as long as Cynthia was.

"It's fine, Rallon. Meeting Baron Guiseppe was worth it." She listened as the men spoke once more and Rose laughed in the sweetest of manners.

"It would actually be my honor."The man's smile was contagious, it seemed, as she placed her hand in his just in time for another dance. The man seemed very light on his feet, surprisingly enough.

"Baron.." Rose began.

"Please, call me Tony, as a woman as beautiful as yourself need not bother with formalities over someone such as I." Rose instantly saw similarities between the Baron and her husband. "Why do I have a feeling the you would not do the same for me, Tony?" The man laughed in a jovial manner as he twirled the Lady of York with ease.

"I would feel horrible calling you anything less than Lady Rose. Please allow this old man to do just that." Rose laughed and knew that she could not sway the man.

"As you wish, but honestly. You owe me no gifts or trinkets. Quite the contrary, I am deeply indebted to you. Rallon says you saved his life, and there is no amount of money or processions that I could come close to begin to repay you." When the song stopped, so did they and Rose humbly placed a kiss upon Tony's cheek. "Thank you, Tony, for a lovely time, please stay for a long as you like."

The man was an utter delight and continued to shower her with compliments and share a few funny stories of when he was with Rallon. Time flew by with Tony as an addition. She insisted he stay at least a week and would not take no for an answer.

The girls were going an amazing job keeping Prince John at bay. Rose spent some time with the Queen and took sometime off of her feet. Various nobles walked up and offered their congratulations towards their future daughter. The liquid flowed and lips became all the more loose.

A few people were leaving the ball and Rose was staving off a slight ache in her womb for a few hours now, but anyone but her beloved Rallon would not notice. It didnot feel too serious and everyone was enjoying themselves. Especially Fisher, Tia, Robin, Marian, and the girls.

At the head table, she sat and talked and continued to enjoy herself.
 
Tony had been ensnared and brought to sit by the Queen and share of his less coarse adventures. She found him delightful, and when she announced she would be staying at least two weeks with the Grangers, she compelled him to stay as well.

John of course had plans to leave in two days, and no one asked him to stay, nor would he as the masked courtesans were perfectly completing their jobs and distracting him, but also giving no chance for him to get his joys off, but they also had him very drunk.

Soon even he could take no more and by the time Rose had settled into her seat the prince was hauled off to his room to sleep it off, and the courtesans allowed to just enjoy themselves.

Marian took the opportunity to come sit with Rose, while Rallon could be heard refereeing an argument between John and Tia. Marian gripped Rose' wrist and smiled. "John says she cheated, though even he can't give an actual way she might have done so."

A loud crack resounded and John stumbled out of the crowd while Tia stomped, waddling despite her anger, toward Rose, while Rallon was simply howling with laughter. Marian gestured at Robin, who was crying with laughter, and he nodded making his way over, while Fisher presented his wife with a chair and sat mimicking Rallon and fell to rubbing her feet while she folded her arms on her belly and glared at the ceiling.

Robin arrived and bowed to Rose then kissed Marian still wiping his eyes. "What's so funny?"

He pointed at Tia. "John said he doens't think someone so small could either break good English oak, or bear a good English child. So she punched him. Knocked out a toot too."

Fisher arched an eyebrow. "Did you hurt your hand my love?" She shook her head, still angry, but unable to be so with him. He nodded and looked over at the group and had to stifle laughter as John had insisted it be pushed back in, but only one person dared risk it. Rallon.

He had put on a gauntlet to hold John's mouth open while he jammed the tooth into the big lug's gum, then resumed laughing as the man howled with pain.

The Queen herself could not help laughing at the sight, though Tony had passed out deep into what had to be his ninth full bottle of wine. Rallon cleaned his hands then first went to apologize to the Queen for the sight, then joined the little gathering sitting by his bride after delivering a kiss.

He did nudge Tia, who finally unfolded her arms. "You knocked it out root and all. otherwise he would have had to live with it."

He gently touched Rose's knee, not speaking his concern, but his eyes asked if she was alright, his touch soft as ever.
 
Rose too heard the commotion and looked at the sight of Tia making her way to their table. Marian beat her tot he question and Rose gawked at the sheer stupidity of such a statement. She rolled her eyes and laughed lightly after Fisher made sure that Tia's hand was fine.

Rallon's laughter rang through the room and many were bewildered at the sight. The Lord of York was an... interesting... person. The company that he kept was surely unexpected, but the people of York would never question their Lord as he had always done things for the people.

Rose silently had a few of her men escort/carry the Baron to his bed chambers along with an assigned lady to take care of his needs. The lady had the comfortable bed ready and a fire beneath a nice mantle.

Rose felt her husband's touch and smiled lightly before pressing a kiss to his cheek. "I think your youngest daughter refuses to be confined for much longer." A heavy sigh escaped her lips as she felt another swift shift from within.
 
Rallon smiled and drew her into a kiss. "I think the party is starting to break up my love. I have a hot bath waiting for you if you are ready. And a special surprise after the bath."

He kissed her hands winking at her, then pointed at the door. "And your daughter has returned. And if she isn't pregnant yet she will be soon."

The female wolf looked exhausted. Her fur was ruffled, and her eyes glazed and she was walking a bit oddly, yet still dignified. Only her parents could truly see the difference. She walked to her father, then flopped onto his lap.

Tuchesi was clearly exhausted as well, but he marched to his new master, then lay beside the chair, and fell immediately to sleep. His mate was fast asleep on her father's lap. Rallon smirked rubbing her ears and neck. "You are guna be a grandma real soon Rose my love."
 
Rose should have known that her husband was ready and waiting with something as welcomed as a bath, and even more. Her eyes turned towards the direction of her daughter as she walked in. "Oh my goodness." She said with a small laugh. The two had clearly been busy and the thought of puppies got her very excited.

It was no surprise that Tuch was just as exhausted as Cynthia. That was her girl. "There are going to be so many little ones running about." The smile on her face spoke of excitement.

Rose caressed at her daughter's head as she pressed a kiss to Rallon's lips. "I think I'm ready for that bath now." She whispered to him before saying her good nights to the rest of her friends. When all was said and done she took her time and eager awaited the bath. "I'm very curious as to the surprise."

To put her feet up was a wondrous idea, as well. Soaking the latest aches away. She enjoyed having her husband all to herself and his assistance was most welcomed when it came to undressing. Her skin tingled at his touch and she slipped herself into the tub and the feeling was grand. "This... This is nice." While the ache eased a little it was still there with a slight pulsing sensation. The steadily spaced out breaths seemed like meditation and it did help.
 
Rallon smiled and first helped her stand, then nudged Fisher. "Get your wife to her own bath, then make sure that only those invited are sleeping in my wife's house. Have your men do it. let the people outside celebrate but shut the house."

He then picked up the two wolves.

Before he helped his bride he lay them both in their own tubs, then he undid her gown, and most of her hair so she could relax, then once she was in the tub he poured in more hot water, some oils and soaps that would help with the aches and her skin, then he stripped and joined her, rubbing her feet ankles, calves and knees under the water.

Once she had soaked long enough he retrieved her and lay her on a thickly covered table and dried her off, then began to rub her arms, neck, shoulders and sides, as well as her thigh and her knees and ankles once again.

As he worked Cynthia woke enough to drag out of her bath, coaxed Tuchesi out of his, lead him to the thick towels Rallon had laid out for them, got him to dry off, then took him to her bed, and the two snuggled into a singe ball of fur, back to sleep in moments.

Rallon smirked at this and had his bride it up, resting on a bar he set over the table, letting her lean her weight on that rather than her body, especially her belly, then set to rubbing her back, especially the lower section and the top curves of her shapely rump. He rubbed carefully and slowly, teasing out every knot and lump, working out every kink, soothing oils and lotions everywhere.

Only when he was certain she could take no more did he lift her, awkwardly but ensuring she did not fold, bend, or move at all, and take her to bed, laying her on her side with a hard yet comfy pillow under her pillow, another between her knees, another under her neck, and two small but firm ones under and between her breasts, the several under her head, and his arms slithered amongst it all, his chest against her back, keeping the oils warm and soothing.

He kissed her neck softly. "I love you so very much Rose. And for your sake I do hope the squirt pops soon. And mine. You got me all pruny." He nibbled her neck, pressing closer. Yet again she had caused an erection, but he simply pressed it between them. He did not want sex. Well he did but he was quite happy and comfortable snuggling with his wife, and he had just worked very hard to ensure she would be extra comfortable. He did not want to disturb that.
 
Rose was blush as red as the flower that she was named after with the careful attention that her husband was showering upon her. Rose had to admit that by the time she found her husband pressed up against her back, she was as good as gold. "Be careful what you wish for, my love."

As much as Rose would have loved to jump her husband's bone, she felt too damn good to undo his hard work. Her feet felt amazing and her back was better than normal. "I want to say 'I love you' but that would never be enough." It was mere minutes until she was out like a light. The night was peaceful and perfect until the very early morning. The first rays of the sun were just starting to peek through.

A dire urge to sit up ripped her from her sleep. She was not comfortable. Not like this. Rose had to get up and walk. Deep breaths were taking as the most annoying pain throbbed. "Oh my love... I knew you were growing impatient." She managed to say calmly. The bath needed to be readied once more.

Their daughter was not going to give them a choice. Rose slipped on a robe as there was going to be some traffic through their bedroom. Rallon was certainly not going to sleep through this. Her ladies in waiting had everything brought in haste. When asked if she wanted food she quickly replied "no". Food was the last thing on her mind and giving birth to their daughter was all she could think about. The pain was indescribable. Rose was assisted into the hot bath and continued her breathing.

Rose had assisted in so many birthing, but that did not make it any easier. "Oh God..." Rose whispered as she tried to keep herself together. Instantly she knew that this was not going to be a quick birth. She was growing weary after the first hour of pushing. "Stubborn child..." She managed to feebly jest as the ladies continued to add more water to keep her comfortable. The girls had, no doubt, caught wind of the news only to spread it like wildfire.
 
The moment Rose woke so did her husband, and Cynthia sat up, accidentally stepping on Tuchesi's face as she did.

Rallon nodded and she went to alert those required, while Rallon set to the bath, not touching Rose. He knew he was supposed to stand close, but he had been warned not to touched her until she was ready to be touched when the time came.

Once the tub was full he grabbed the padded reclined chair. It was an odd thing he had had made to support her back and legs in relative comfort, and allow her to give birth without crushing the baby or herself, and giving her more leverage for pushing.

Once this was in place and Rose upon it, he knelt beside the tub, watching her and obeying the midwives who kept ordering him to make Rose drink water. Other than that he remained silent, and out of the way, silently praying that the birth speed up and no harm come to his bride our their child.

He did frequently wet her head and brow with cool water, letting this sensation do a little to sooth her brain and pain.
 
Rose took her husband's hand. The support was much needed and she could help but sigh, "God... I love you." The man was so needed. Deep breaths were taken and the lady tending to her urged and insisted that she was almost there and that she only need to push a little bit more.

Needless to say Rose was determined not to make a liar out of her caretaker and given ten more minutes their baby girl was in this world and crying up a healthy storm. Their tiny bundle was dried off and cleaned before being handed off to the Lord of York as Rose was not completely done just yet and she felt fairly weak given the loss of blood, but that did not stop her from admiring their darling daughter.

A fine layer of soft ebony hair sat upon that equally soft head. Those ten tiny finger and those ten little toes were the most adorable sight. Those little pink lips ceased their crying as she became more comfortable wrapped up and against someone.

"Little Lady Alyssa Evelyn Granger." Rose instantly knew tha name she wanted at the sight of her pink lips. She felt corny naming her after the alyssium flowers in her garden, but very few would notice and it was a beautiful name.

The ladies began assisting in cleaning Lady Granger up. While Rose could hardly stand to be away from her newborn daughter she needed to get cleaned up. "Take her. I won't be long."
 
Rallon squeezed Rose's hand, doing all he could to be with her. "Words can never fully express how much i worship and adore you my Rose."

Then as by sheer will, Rose gave birth to their daughter. Their second. He did halt the clean up for one thing. He pressed the baby's forehead to her mother's lips, then Rallon held her to his chest, lightly stroking her tummy, soothing away her first cry as her sister and brother in law came over to see her.

One of the attendants started to speak but the others silenced her as Rallon let Cynthia sniff the child, then licked her cheek.

Alyssa squealed then grabbed Cynthia's upper lip and squealed again, her bright eyes shining up at everything in this great big world.

Tuchesi loomed forward and Alyssa's eyes rolled toward him, then swatted his nose. He huffed and licked her palm and she squealed again.

Rallon smiled, rocking the girl gently. "Alyssa I'm your Daddy. And this is Cynthia, and her husband Tuchesi. Your mother is almost ready to see you."

He kissed the tiny hands and she cooed, still studying everything, especially the man holding her. Rallon's heart soared, but his eyes kept going to Rose, his first, and only one true love. He loved his daughters immensely but Rose would always be first.

As if sensing that she was being kept from her mother, and more important her first breakfast, Alyssa began to squall. Not the angry cry she had given upon arriving, but the furious bellow of hunger.

Rallon smiled, letting her cry. Tuchesi was not fond of the sound and lay down, laying his ears back, and Cynthia laid her own back. The girl had an impressive set of lungs. The girls wanted to meet their niece but Rallon shooed them away. The wolves had been a distraction for the child. She would next meet her mother.

To save the canines, Rallon stood and returned to the tub, which was now emptied as they finished the clean up. Alyssa continued to proclaim her hunger, trying to wriggle but looking even smaller in her father's massive hands, which held her safe and secure.

The midwives nodded at his methods. The child was held near his chest, her head on his forearm, his hand under her back and legs, while the other cupped her side and stroked her tummy and cheek, guarding her from all the world, save his face, and now a glimpse of her mother.
 
Rose was cleaned up and dried carefully before she was wrapped up in a long robe. With assistance, she was beginning to walk out of the room and head into her own, but Rallon walked in with their little bundle of joy. Rose would never remember smiling so brightly when she held out her hands to hold their daughter.

"So tiny." Rose whispered as the admired the green of those eyes that mimic Rose's own and pressed a light kiss to a tiny extended hand. Rose made her way over to a very cozy chair that her husband had given her as a gift. Until now, she had rarely used it, but it was the fitting place to feed their young one. One shoulder of her robe was slipped off and Alyssa wasted no time latching onto her mother.

Every feature was memorized and she could see both herself and Rallon in their young one. That little tummy could only hold so much and when Alyssa was finished Rose fixed her robe and mother and daughter looked at one another. "Good morning, little one, you have quite the family just dying to see you." Rose could not help but seize a kiss from her husband. "Rallon, she is so adorable. She clearly could not wait any longer to see her sister." Rose said as she smiled at their eldest daughter.
 
Cynthia followed her mother to the chair, and lay her jaw on Rose's knee as Alyssa ate. only Rallon was allowed to come watched, standing behind Rose and rubbing her neck and shoulders.

"She is beautiful So much like her mother and big sister."

Tuchesi had followed but he lay a few feet away, watching with interest but on guard for the little Lady of York.

Rallon waited until the child was fed and ready to sleep before he called for the girls and the others, his fingers sliding into her blankets, stroking her spine and her mother's palms, producing a series of quiet little burps and spit up. He wiped this away smiling as the girls, the Queen, Marian, Robin, Tia, Fisher, and Tony entered the room. "Friends and family, meet Little Lady Alyssa Evelyn Granger." The men drew back by Tuchesi though they marveled at the child, while the girls surged forward to meet their niece, Jessica and Lilah being drawn along.

They cooed and oohed over her and Alyssa gave a short squall before snuggling into her blankets, reminding them she was very tired and her full tummy required digestion.

Rallon smiled stroking her hair with one hand and his bride's neck with the other, then shooed the girls as the Queen moved in. She studied the child for a long while, then smiled. "She is exquisite Rose. A true miracle. Especially considering her father."

Rallong grinned as she stopped smiling and drew herself up into her most imperious posture and gently touched the child's forehead and made the sign of the cross there. "may God in heaven and all good English love and protect his child for all her days. And may she know that she is loved by her wonderful parents and family, her siblings, her godmother Tia, and godfather Fisher, and by I Berengaria of Navarrem Queen of England, wife to Richard first of his name, do name this child, Alyssa Evelyn Granger most loved by the crown, under it's protection for all her days, and proclaim myself as her Royal godmother."

She then leaned in and kissed the babe's forehead.

Rallon bowed respectfully, kisisng her hand in place of his daughter, worrying a bit as her eyes watered. Her Majesty was childless. She had not even seen her own husband in years. Thea took the great Lady's hand and the Queen smiled. It could never be said as it would be too presumptive, but the Queen had just been truly adopted as member of the family.

Tia of course simply fawned on the child, marveling at her. She only moved aside when her knees began to wobble, and with a cry she called for Fisher. Rallon, knowing the signs, called for the tub and the mid wives.

In three hours, young David, first born of Tia and Captain Fisher, was laid in a cradle next to Lady Alyssa, both babies fed and deeply asleep. Of course Rallon and Rose had stood godfather, and the Queen had pledged her godmother role to the boy as well.

Tia simply beamed, but could not help teasing Rose. "Your's may have been born first but mine is bigger." David was a massive baby. Still wee, but he was fully three inches taller than Alyssa already and outweighed her by four full pounds. Tia hugged her husband, "he'll be even bigger than you one day Fisher my love. Maybe even bigger than Lord Rallon."

Tony scoffed at this. "in height perhaps but never in size."

He gestured at Rallon, who was now wrestling with the wolves while Rose lay down attended to by the girls. Marian was sitting by the cradle watching the snoozing babies. Robin noticed this and smiled but also teased her. "Don't you get any ideas. you are still early." She smiled and blew him a kiss.

The Queen sat beside Rose and gestured at Rallon, who had stripped to his pants and was having a grand time wrestling with the growling wolves. "Your husband is an odd one my dear. Full of contradictions. I swear an angel could not have been more gentle with Alyssa, yet now...." As if cued Rallon slithered under Tuchesi, then yanked him over, then knocked aside and feint of a fang slash, while also 'crushing' Cynthia into the dirt. The Queen shook her head. "Men i understand Rose. But your husband eludes me."

Rallon got both wolves in a single headlock and fell to kissing them while they tried to get free but only managed to tangle themselves up. Rallon, sweaty and dirty, looked up, right at Rose, and smiled, his eyes dancing and his smile so bright and warm. The Queen nodded at that. "That...that is so very much Rallon Granger. Total focus on what he does, and full enjoyment of what it is. Nothing gets in his way. Except you. What it must be to be loved by such a man."

She sighed, then kissed Rose's cheek and went to her rooms.

Amelia touched Rose's hand softly, nodding toward her brother, who was now dodging the wolves again, laughing and rolling away with ease. "You know something about him Rose? Something maybe even you never realized?"

She considered him for a long while, then spoke. "He could have been William. Or Gregory. Or the others. Mother and Father loved us all, treated us well, taught us the same way. But Rallon is the one of us who has it all. William's cunning and cleverness. James' sweetness. Gregory's strength and ferocity. He was born this force of nature. He could have gone any direction, become anything. You know why I think he is the way he is?"

Rallon swatted Tuchesi aside, knocking him into Cynthia and flipping backward as they both scrambled and lunged for his legs.

Amelia laughed. "You Rose. He was built the way he is for you. Without you he would have been a wild storm." Amelia kissed Rose's cheek. "And today you made him a papa. Mother and Father would be so proud to see it, and I am sure are proud. Thank you. On behalf of the whole family."

Rallon could not hear any of this, far to busy dodging growling wolves, but his eyes flicked toward the heavens, catching the sun, and for a moment, only a moment, he could see his parents, and his brothers before they lost their way, and sweet James, standing by the cradle, smiling proudly. He smiled, then had to leapt into the air to avoid Tuchesi' rush. When he looked again the moment, vision, or flash of memory it might have been had passed, but his eyes fell on the babies, then on Rose, and her smile, the one solely for her rose to his lips again. He blew her a kiss, then fell back into the dirt with the wolves.

Tony was sitting at a garden table, sipping wine and watching the sun and his friend. He raised his wineglass in salute, then sipped it, his thoughts his own.

Prince John had left the house when the noise had begun and would not return, having decided to depart early as he despised children.

Thea summed up the events of the day most eloquently as she studied the babies. "They sleep alot."

This brought on laughter, and hug from Jessica, who wondered if she would ever know the joy of motherhood. She shook herself and squeezed the girl, just enjoying the moment.
 
Her Majesty was right. Their little one was indeed a miracle. This child was already so loved that Rose almost cried tears of joy for her. The Queen made Rose laugh at her comment towards Rallon.

Rose teased with Tia about their children being the best of friends when her dear friend went into her own labor. Thankfully her husband was at the ready and if he could have smiled any harder, it would hurt.

The little miracle made by Tia and Fisher was absolutely gorgeous. Baby David was a wonder to behold, and when one looked at his parents it was understandable. Rose could not get enough of the new little prince that had their family grown by ten little fingers and ten little toes for the second time that morning.

Rose was a tad tired and in a bit of discomfort. Her breast were noticeably larger, as Tia's would be since they were starting to produce milk. The loss of weight threw her off and the extra blood required to hold the baby within decreased considerably, leaving her tired, but Rose refused to close her eyes for even a second, for fear of missing a moment with her dear daughter and god son.

The girls had fun pointing out feature on both babies and pointing out who they came from. Rose smiled at the thought that baby David could be an amazing friend to little Alyssa. It was how Rallon and Rose herself had started, though Rallon would always swear that it was love at first sight.

Rose listened at the Queen spoke and could not help but laugh, though weary. "I agree. The man is not of the norm and I would not have it any other way. " Rose shared a kiss to Her Majesty's cheek before the royal lady saw her way off.

Rose smiled at Amelia and held her hand in her own as both watched the girl's brother have fun with his son-in-law and daughter. "What?" Rose asked in curiosity.

Rose was still smiling and looked to Amelia with the smile after she was gifted with a kiss. "Well, I can't see my life without you, let alone Rallon. You're the family that I've always dreamed of, and I'm not going to let that go. I love you all too much."

She basked in this joyous day as The Baron seemed to be enjoying himself and Thea could not seem to take her eyes off of the babies. Little Lady Alyssa opened her eyes and looked up at her Aunt Thea. Those tiny little fingers stretching out. Her tummy sated and a short nap achieved as she merely observed her new surroundings.

"Pick her up if she's awake, human contact will comfort her." Rose told Thea as she knew that the question was on the girl's lips. The herbalist had made something to ease Rose's physical discomfort in the form of a tea and offered it to Tia as well.

Those big beautiful eyes, tiny nose, and that soft skin. The girl was fawned over and various scenarios about her and baby David were openly pondered. Rose laughed. Rose did doze off for but a moment. The tea had a soothing effect, but she was feeling very drained. While she was out, her ears were still attuned to the sound of her daughter's cries, and the wee one was kept so busy that she found no time to cry.
 
When Rose woke Rallon was laying on a couch pressed against her's his head on her lap, deep in his own nap, while Thea sat on his middle, Alyssa on his chest. Thea was holding a white Rose above the baby who was swatting at it and gurgling happily. Cynthia and Tuchesi were on Rallon's legs deep asleep.

Tia was asleep, with David on her chest, Fisher holding his family. The girls were watching and discussing the babies of course, while Jessica and Lilah had brought in Isabella, who looked pale, weak, and exhausted, but still happy to see Rose.

She gave a small wave and smiled, then whispered. "Your daughter is beautiful Rose." Her eyes watered as she thought of her own lost child.

Amelia was off in the garden with her suitor, who was more than a little nervous as Rallon was around, meaning of course the wolves were too. he had no intention of doing anything wrong but like many he was well aware of how Rallon treasured his sisters, and worried about upsetting her.
 
Rose smiled at the sight and lightly teased at her husband's hair as he slept. She silently chuckled at the sight of Alyssa interacting with her Aunt Thea.

Clearly Tia had decided to take a page out of Rose's book and the sight couldn't have been more adorable.

Humbly, Rose looked at Isabella as she walked in. The girl had certainly seen brighter days. "Thank you." While she spoke, Rose picked up her baby girl and pressed a kiss to one of her tiny little hands before carefully handing her off to Isabella.

That toothless smile at those beautiful eyes were bright and inquisitive as they observed Isabella. "She likes you Isabella."

Rose saw the hesitance in the girl's eyes. It was alright to cry. To keep things bottled up was far from healthy.

"We must be grateful for what miracles we do have and don't give up, my dear."
 
Isabella studied the child for a long long while, then the tears began to flow freely as she gently hugged the wee one, who burped then squealed gently patting the woman's face. Jessica and Lilah laughed.

Rallon peeked from behind his lashes, letting a flash of blue take it all in, gave a small wink to Rose, certain she would see it, then closed his eyes.

Tuchesi had taken up his mate's protective duties. When Isabella had entered he had not approached her, but now he watched Alyssa closely, ready to strike with all the force of death itself should even the smallest harm befall her.

Isabella was oblivious to all this as she slowly settled down and needing a moment handed Alyssa to Rose. "Truly beautiful. So like her mother. I know what happened to me is just God's judgement for the foul things I did and said to and about you Rose.. i'm sorry. i hope you can forgive me...But i can never forgive that bastard for killing my baby. My sweet little Thomas..." She began to cry again, leaning against Jessica while Lilah stroked her back.

Alyssa pawed at her mother's chest, then managed to wriggle up against her father's which was not nearly as interesting or fun, but made a delightful sound when struck. She squealed and fell to the game, swatting her father's chest, trying to figure out what she was hitting.

Tuchesi's head had along his owner's legs as the baby had returned to them, and now it was on Rose's hip as he watched the baby, head cocked now, confused but interested by the tiny creature who was striking his master. Rallon had explained that she was the little Mistress, so of course she was perfectly safe from her brother-in-law, but Tuchesi seemed just fascinated by her as well as a watchful guardian.

Still enjoying her game, Alyssa tried to push herself about to hit more firmly. Of course being so tiny she didn't have nearly the strength or size, and naturally her infant fists didn't even affect her father, but she was having a wonderful time. She had discovered that the mommy thing was soft and yummy, while the daddy thing was hard and made lovely sounds, and was warm. She liked being warm.

Her wriggling did have a drawback though. She wriggled herself down until she could not reach daddy's chest and she had rolled slightly so her face was buried in mommy's side, her hands pawing at mommy's chest. She had not yet realized the difference between the two area, but her nose told her that she was near the food again, but she wasn't hungry. She wanted to play her hit game. But hitting soft mommy was no fun. She just squished. The child began to squall as she got frustrated, in her youth thinking she was also being held back and in some animal part of her brain thinking she was suffocating.

Of course she had actually only lid down about three inches, mostly into the space between her parents, and turned her face into her mother's ribs,, where she was in no danger of suffocating, though Rose's heavier breasts were omnipresent for the child now.

Rallon of course had his hidden eyes open and on his daughter, ready to 'rescue' her instantly, but curious if she would realize that she was scaring and upsetting herself.

Alyssa had no such intentions. Annoyed she began to squall more seriously, kicking her legs, in her young mind thrashing whole armies with her mighty blows, or the equivalent for a infant who knew nothing of thrashing or armies, but in reality she was just wiggling them back and forth on her mother's middle, and making herself slid further down. She was getting very upset now, her face turning red, and she finally managed to thrust her foot out just as she slid some more and she bumped it into Tuchesi' nose.

The wolf had seen her coming but had not moved. The blow was not even felt. He wondered if he could make her wriggle more, so he licked her feet.

Rallon had to suppress a grin as Alyssa screamed. He knew she was fine, just startled, He stopped Rose from rescuing her as the girl did not begin crying but instead tried to find out who had touched her. Tuchesi helped by licking her again. Now very irritated Alyssa resumed her wriggle, and managed, more by chance 9and perhaps a slightly nudge from her father at the perfect moment) than anything to get her head atop her mother's breast, which allowed her to look straight at Tuchesi as he licked her feet again. Now able to see it she studied him as he licked her again and again. Finally the tongue went across the soles of her feet and she squealed with delight, the tickling too much for her.

The girls had fallen to watching this game, and even Isabella could not help laughing. Rallon still feigned sleep, as finally Ayssa stopped squealing and gave a wide yawn, then promptly fell asleep.

David had woken up but had drifted off again after whining for a meal. Rallon caught Rose's eye again, winked, then his hand on his daughter's chest and his bride's middle, he went back to sleep, as did Tuchesi.
 
Oh from the looks of things their little one was certainly going to be a handful. To watch Rallon pay so much attention to their daughter made her heart melt. To think that when they were younger she dreamed of this day, but even those dreams never did the actual moment any true justice. There was twice the joy and so much adorableness that Rose could almost bare to stand it.

Three days, multiple diapers, several dozen feedings, three crying fits, and two sleepless nights nights later, Rose had learned a lot in that short span of time.

Little Alyssa loved to be where she could see things. Take her somewhere new and she would be enthralled for at least half an hour. They had a hilarious moment when Thea offered to help Rose change a dirty little diaper and young girl's facial reactions were priceless.

Even more so was when little David managed to nail his father, mid diaper change with a fairly surprising amount of urine while you have Tia balling out with laughter while shouting "Good aim!" Having the two little ones awake at the same time was a hit and miss. David sure could sleep while Alyssa was giving the Lady and Lord of York a run for their money.

Rose was so thankful for Her Majesty, who swooped in at times and lent Rose the time for some much needed naps. Of course, Rallon, while his usual duties, never failed to help with their little one and was clearly not the kind of noble to remain on the sidelines and watch the woman raise the young one all her own.

Cynthia and Tuchesi were always reminded what a God-Send they were. An extra set of keen senses had Rose feeling spoiled. On this particularly cold day, they were confined to the inside of their home, but that didn't stop Rose and Tia from laying David and Alyssa side by side on Jessica's bed while the two mothers, Jessica, and Lilah admired how they interacted.

While both were growing right before their very eyes, David's size was far more noticeable and Rose was fawning over him so much. "Such a handsome little man you are. Keep eating the way you are, you'll beat your father in height in no time." Alyssa merely watched on, but managed to roll onto her side where she spotted the other baby. Naturally, she had to touch him.

A little squeal of a laugh escaped that toothless grim of hers before she patted David on the ear once more. "An adventurous one, she is." Lilah laugh.

"Oh yes, all kinds of trouble. I wonder who she may have gotten that trait from." Rose teased, thinking of Rallon, as the other girls did.
 
Rallon entered the room, of course followed by the wolves. Cynthia was fully in love with her mate now, always affectionate, while Tuchesi was utterly smitten by the canine Lady of York.

Rallon first went to his bride and kissed her, then spoke softly. "My love you have been requested by the ladies of York to discuss some business matters. Tia you should attend as well."

Cynthia mounted the bed, licked her mother's cheek, then walked over to the babies and lay above them her nose near her sister as the little brat liked to pull Cynthia's tail and despite being the smaller she possessed considerable strength. She then delivered a kiss to the child's neck, making her squeal.

Alyssa had grown accustomed to the furry one and her kisses and rather enjoyed them, though they tickled. She was still focused on David, though she somehow knew her daddy was in the room. The two had taken to long walks and naps together when mommy was tired, and all sorts of other games.

Rallon was already instilling his daughter with his own sense of fun and joy, and stole her from his wife every chance he had, well aware that she would be extra tired for some time after giving birth, and she was also still required to serve as the Lady of York, so he took every opportunity to help her, and still gave her multiple foot and back rubs a day, had hot bathes waiting for her every night, and of course he, Tia, or the wolves were with her at all times.

Rallon reached out and tugged David's toes making the fellow squirm, then tickled his feet making him squeal and kick, thus making Alyssa's game with the boy even more fun. She squealed in delight. Rallon lay behind the baby and began rubbing her spine, while he looked over his shoulder up at his wife. "I'm not the only adventurous one in this family Rose Granger. And Cynthia didn't have anything to do with making the child."

Cynthia looked at her parents at the mention of her name, then resumed watching her sister.

A servant came in and spoke. "Lady Rose the women of York wish to speak to you regarding numerous business matters."

Rallon grinned at his bride his eyes glinting playfully. "They mostly want to discuss the aesthetics of the main hold of the castle, a number of incoming businesses, and the presence of courtesans in our city." He chuckled. "Mostly they want to know how involved you are in everything, and if you intend to be more involved when we come to the appearance construction of the castle. They want it to look right and suit the city of York correctly."

Tia arched an eyebrow. "Why should I go then?"

"Because they heard that you have taken part in numerous parts of the design." Tia had done the windows, especially the artistic ones intended for the main hall of the hold.

Jessica spoke now. "And the courtesans?"

Rallon laughed now tickling Alyssa. "They wanted to know if they were present with Rose's permission. A few of the gossips are trying to convince themselves that I hired them because I needed distraction while Rose was pregnant." He rolled his eyes but was watching Alyssa who now had gotten her fingers onto David's nose. Jessica, Lilah and Tia all smirked glancing at Rose.

They were all well aware that Rallon couldn't care less about any woman other than Rose, and knew all about the attempts by other women to catch his eye, only to learn that he was entirely blind to their interests no matter how fascinating other men found them. More importantly they also knew that Rose had kept her husband well pleased in that regard right up to the night before the ball. Tia nudged Rose. "We should go then. Get them settled down."

Tuchesi lay his head on his mother-in-law's lap. Rallon poked the wolf with his toe. "He's going with you. They were trying to tell me how dangerous it is to have wolves around babies. I wanted to have Alyssa ride him in but she isn't strong enough yet."
 
Rose smiled as her husband, daughter, and son in law joined in the fun. However she did visibly pout when told that duty called.

Those women were nothing but a waste of time, but it was her duty to entertain them, none the less. It was clear that Rose was in no rush as she admired the little ones upon the bed. The Lady of York laughed as their daughter continued to explore little David without a care in the world.

A heavy sigh escaped her lips as she was reminded once more of the Ladies that were waiting for her when the servant announced it. "SO be it. Let's get this over with Tia." Rose gave Tuchesi an affectionate pat on the head before walking side by side with Tia to the parlor room where her guests were awaiting.

"Good afternoon ladies." Rose smiled as the women were seated comfortable. Tea and snacks were served at the table where Rose took a seat at the head with Tia by her side.

"As far as the decorations to the new castle are concerned, believe me when I say you've had no reason to doubt me thus far and you've no reason to doubt my skills now." The women looked at the Rose with a varying degree of trust. Rose had Tia explain the layout of the designs that she had a hand in.

"And, if I may be so bold as to ask, what makes her qualified to make such decisions." The fat Lady Abel asked with her piggish nose arrogantly pointed up in the air.

"My say so does, Lady Abel, and if you have a problem with such a decision then please state the reason for such an arrogant question, for I would truly love to know why who I choose to aide me in this task has anything to do with you." Rose calmly stroked Tuchesi's soft coat as she spoke.

"Any other questions?" While some had been taken aback by the Lady's response there were still some curious ladies.

"Yes, regarding the wolves prowling about your home. Do you think it safe now that you have a child?" Rose surprised them with laughter.

"These 'wolves' are family. Smarter than most people and loyal beyond compare. I entrust them with my life and those that I love, so the answer is yes." There were no objections and nod of agreement here and there.

"L-Lady Rose?" Asked the timidly shy Lady Cobb.

"Yes?" Roes kindly asked.

"About the courtesans at the ball..."

"His Majesty Prince John enjoyed them thoroughly, as we had hoped." From there it was on to more questions and discussing various designs and merchants to shop from and invite to York. Time seemed to drag on by as the noble women spilled forth with gossip, that Rose took note of.

"Are you hungry Tia?" Rose as the last of the women was seen off before they could go about their own business once more. "Where could your father be Tuchesi?" The wolf responded by leading the way towards the dining hall where everyone seemed to be gathered. Fisher was having a ball speaking to David and Tia made a bee line to the adorable sight. Rose was ready to sit down with her family once more and fill her stomach.
 
Rallon, Alyysa, and Cynthia were not in the dining hall however.

The girls all were, Jessica and Lilah sitting with a much refreshed and happier Isabella, who caught Rose's hand and squealed. "How did you do it? How?"

Jessica gently patted her arm. "Her Majesty decided to help and wrote to the Archbishops of England and France, her husband, and also the Pope, demanding that Isabella be granted a divorce. She said you were responsible Rose."

The Queen was not currently in the room.

Before Rose could say anything though Cynthia burst through the largest doors, scrabbling madly then hiding behind her mother's skirts panting. The Queen came in her face red and puffing but not angry. Gasping she took a chair, Rallon usual seat at the far end of the table, and flopped into it gasping, then nodding as Thea gave her a glass of water. Cynthia peeked her head out and barked. The Queen pointed at Rose. "your daughters drive me mad!"

Rallon walked in rocking the currently snoozing Alyssa and though silent, he was clearly rolling with mirth.

Of course he first went to his bride and delivered a kiss, and handed over the baby who woke, smiled at her mother, then went back to sleep. He then nudged Cynthia who smiled up at him while he grinned.

"She stole Alyssa's blanket to help me play a trick on the baby. her Majesty felt that was wrong for some reason and tried chasing her. You can see the result."

Cynthia had the blanket tucked into her collar somehow and clearly enjoying the game was eager to continue.

Rallon touched Rose's forearm and nodded toward the infant. "She was getting a bit fussy earlier. she's been changed and she was very warm. have to assume she is hungry. Sadly that task i cannot perform."
 
It was to great delight when she heard that Isabella had been granted the divorce from her wicked husband. Naturally her attention was snagged when her eldest daughter quickly scrambled in.

Curiosity plastered all upon her face as she watched the Queen walk in as she had. When the accusations were cast, Rose looked at Cynthia, silently asking what she had done just as her daughter was placed in her arms.

With a gentle shake of her head she looked down at Cynthia and took the blanket and tossed it over her shoulder. With a well honed practice she unhooked a portion of her dress, hidden by the blanket and Alyssa woke right up and latched onto her mother under the secluded confines of the blanket.

"Cynthia, apologize." Rose calmly ordered her daughter and watched as the playful wolf responsibly walked her way over to the Queen and rest her head upon Her Majesty's lap with those adorable eyes.

Rose laughed when the Queen spoke of not being able to stay angry at a face like that. The girls joined in just as food arrived. Ironically enough Alyssa's little tummy was full and when she unlatched from her mother, Rose fixed her dress, removed the blanket and wrapped her daughter up before burping her, cleaning her up and watching her fall back asleep.

By now Rose had mastered eating with one hand, and Rallon helped her even when she did not voice the assistance.

When dinner was said and done with Alyssa was still sound asleep, meaning Rose was going to have a sporadic night of sleep, but that didn't bother her.
 
Rallon nodded. "Yes. hopefully those fine gentlemen will actually grant the divorce. Though saying no to the Queen is hard even for an Archbishop, Pope, and King."

When Alyssa had eaten and was asleep, and when Rose had finished eating, Rallon stole the baby from her and gave her a loving kiss. "I have news for you my darling. Tonight you sleep in our room with the wolves, and I am going to take Alyssa up to see the final night of fireworks. they would have kept her up anyway, so she can watch, cry if she wants, though i doubt she will, then we will come down, feed her, and put her back to sleep. During which time you are expected to rest yourself."

he kissed her again as he lead her out of the dining room up to their bedroom, where he first put the sleeping alyssa in her crib, then he helped Rose undress, wash up, undid her hair, then put her to bed, tucking her in with a kiss, then ahd the wolves lay on and across her, keeping her warm but also still. "Adore you. Get your sleep."

he kissed her again, then took the baby and her smaller bed up stairs to the roof garden, carefully shutting and locking the bedroom doors, then shutting the doors to the stairs and to the garden so Rose could rest peacefully.

While he waited and Alyssa slept, Rallon went over papers, filled out orders, and handled the boring business of the day. Soon the signal came and he picked the baby up, put her ion his chest, and woke her gently by stroking her tummy, making her whine slightly, but soon calm down. She was just starting to get bored and play with his chin and lips by her face when the first rocket launched and exploded.

She had heard the noise before, but never so loud, and it startled her, but the colors were so bright and pretty, and she was so surprised she couldn't even cry, then a rush followed. Rallon had carefully put little cotton balls in her ears so the noise wouldn't hurt, so she began to squeal and gurgle in delight, already making the basic clapping sound of delight. The show wen on for some time, until the smell of the powder filled the air, and the hills echoed with the sound, but the baby was simply thrilled with it, still gurgling and cooing. Then the final shots went off, creating a rudimentary yet still beautiful bright red rose, with a large rather gruff looking R in the middle. It was beautifully crafted and Rallon smiled patting the baby's tummy. "That's for your mommy. And me."

Alyssa squealed despite not understanding, and pawed her palms together for some time as the cheers died down, then she began to yawn and wriggle.

Rallon first changed her diaper, then put her into her pajamas, then took her downstairs to gently wake Rose for Alyssa's feeding. it had been five hours since dinner, and Alyssa had been up for three of them. Once her wee tummy was full she would sleep well despite herself. Poor little thing was all but tuckered out, and was beginning to cry in hunger by the time she was returned to her mother.

Cynthia licked her father's face, then yawned, clearly having been enjoying her nap as well. Tuchesi huffed at Rallon, then went back to sleep, far too comfortable against Rose to be bothered.
 
Rose was all aglow with affection when she watched Rallon take their daughter and tease her with a sweet and loving kiss.

She said her good nights to those who still lingered in the dining hall and walked at her beloved's side. All Rose could think of was how lucky she was to have such a man in her life.

Her family was giving her no choice but to relax. Both her husband and the fuzzy ones. She did not argue as she was tucked comfortably in the bed. "I love you so much Rallon Granger." With one more kiss she closed her eyes and it took no time for her to fal asleep. Between the warm of her company and the comfort of the bed, she was out like a light in a matter of minutes. The fireworks did nothing to pierce to slumber.

Rose awoke with ease when it came time to feed her daughter. She sat up in bed with the assistance of some lush pillows and fed her little one. Those adorable green eyes were growing visibly laden with weariness and the sight was utterly adorable as Alyssa tried to put a fight.

The little Lady fell asleep still latched onto her mother and Rose shook her head in a silent wonder before the little one was laid in her crib. Before Rose would go back to sleep she could not do so without another kiss to Rallon's lips. "I'm the luckiest woman in the world." She whispered softly against his lips before she stole one more soft kiss and got cozy in bed once more.

Miraculously enough, Alyssa did sleep throughout the night and Rose woke up early out of a combination of both surprise and worry. Surprise, that it was morning already, and worry that her daughter had not cried once that night. Rose swiftly slipped out of bed to look within the crib. Her wee one's chest rose and fell as she slept on and those cute little nostrils flared with each deep breath.

She turned and looked at the other slumbering beings within her room. It was home with her family where she felt the safest. They were due for a gathering in their youngest daughter's name. The official announcement and presentation of their daughter to all of York and man others. During such an occasion gifts would be brought in Alyssa'a name for the celebration, but Rose was having a such a sweet time that gathering sounded so tedious. However the Lady Nobles of York insisted and it was her duty. Slender fingers raked through her tousled tendrils as she looked down at the slumbering form of her baby girl with a comfy smile upon her lips.
 
Rallon watched Rose through his lashes and smiled as she went to check on the baby.

He was well aware of how protective a mother could be, deeply acquainted with his own mother's many check-ins and questions of him and his siblings, and Rose was, despite Cynthia, a new mother. Cynthia was grown and savagely independent. Alyssa was so small it was natural for Rose to worry.

As she assured herself the baby was fine, and settled in to relax, Rallon slithered from under the wolves and wrapped his arms about his bride, kissing her neck lovingly, then resting his chin on her shoulder to watch the sleeping child. "Still not as beautiful as you my darling."

He squeezed her very gently, then smirked as once again she induced a natural arousal in him. But that would have to wait. He had been warned by every female in the house that if he did anything more than kiss Rose before she was fully ready they were going to get Cynthia to eat him, and even Cynthia had backed them up when it came to protecting her mother. of course he had no intention of trying anything until she was ready, but he felt she should be reminded that she still drove him crazy, even still a little tired and with serious bed head.

"Love you more than words can say Rose." he spoke softly and kissed her neck again, sighing happily.

He licked her ear lobe playfully, then nodded toward the baby. "You know we don't have to show her off. Just say she got sick and we can all upstairs and hide for the day." He nibbled Rose's neck softly, and Cynthia poked her head through the bars of Alyssa's crib watching her father. He smiled, and kissed again. "Hey just my lips. My hands aren't moving. I can't help it that your mother is my favorite flavor."

Cynthia huffed quietly, glancing at the baby. Rallon sniffed. "If I had known you would become such a spoilsport I would have sent Tuchesi away."

Cynthia huffed again, not buying his taunt. Rallon was thoroughly convinced she was already pregnant as she had gone into heat, then it had faded much quicker than usual, and Cynthia seemed sure as well, and of course she had Tuchesi simply exhausted.

Rallon gave a slight rock of hips, grinding against his bride, and Cynthia gave a low growl. Rallon sighed and kissed Rose's neck again. "My love when you are allowed again you and I are going to lock ourselves in here alone for at least a full day."

Tia and the girls were already teasing Rose that she would be well on her way to child number three by her first wedding anniversary.
 
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