In the blink of an eye, all the Verhens were present and accounted for. Friends and men had to wait beyond the door together with the kids. Only a few women were allowed entrance.
"Has childbirth become some kind of show without me knowing?" Kamila grunted. "Why are so many people here?"
"Grandma is the main midwife. Baba Yaga is the secondary midwife in case Grandma is called back to the Desert for an emergency. Then Faluel is ready to step in if Meln attacks-"
"Damn situation 43-F!" Kamila gritted in pain.
"So you read the manual, after all." Lith gave her a warm smile as he let her squeeze his hand to withstand the pain from the contractions.
"What about me?" Elina asked, feeling not up to the task.
"Moral support." Lith replied. "Is it me, or is the delivery progressing faster than the last time?"
"We get it, okay?" Kamila felt something moving and gave a strong push. "You were right. Situation 15-D it is. You would have never made it to Zin’s house in time. Happy now?"
"Yes. I mean, no. I don’t care about that. I’m asking if this is normal." Lith said.
On the one hand, he was happy to skip the anxiety and nervousness of the long wait he had endured on the day of Elysia’s birth. On the other hand, he was worried there might be an issue with the baby.
"There are no two identical births." Salaark shrugged. "Sometimes these little imps arrive fashionably late like royals and other times-"
A powerful wail cut her short as Raldarak complained about his sudden and unwarranted eviction.
"Other times, they come out before you have the time to boil a pot of water." The Guardian shrugged. "Lith, it’s time for you to do the honors. Kami, clench your teeth.
"It’s not going to hurt, but it’s not going to be less unpleasant than the other time either."
Lith cut the umbilical cord with the skill of a veteran Healer and the finesse of an artist dealing with a priceless yet frail crystal. The cut was perfect, but it couldn’t change the outcome.
Kamila felt her strength abandoning her like water escaping the confines of a broken vase. Her body seemed to have turned into lead, and keeping her eyes open required sheer force of will.
’There’s no chance in the nine hells that I take a power nap instead of welcoming my son into this world. I won’t let my snoring be the first thing Ral hears from me.’
Willpower and stubbornness kept her awake while Tyris restored and cleaned Kamila’s body with her breathing technique, Mother Earth.
Meanwhile, Ral reacted poorly to the foreign object touching him. He was already cold, blinded by the light, and deafened by his own screams, so he reacted to the surgical scissors with extreme prejudice.
He shapeshifted into his Tiamat form, releasing a burst of deep orange Origin Flames that warmed him up and melted the metal. Raldarak also used his small membranous wings to shield his eyes from the light.
"If it were someone other than me holding you, this could have been dangerous, Featherling." Salaark scolded the still-crying baby. "Are you alright, Lith?"
"No. I didn’t see anything before Ral erupted in a ball of fire." He replied. "Is he alright? Did I hurt him? Is there something wrong with him?"
"Well, he can definitely see, hear, and feel alright." Salaark had to raise her voice to be heard above Raldarak’s cries. "About the rest, just wait a second."
The Guardian was about to clean the baby with a warm cloth when she realized the burst of Origin Flames had done it for her. She wrapped Raldarak in a soft blanket, waiting for Tyris’ signal to hand him to his mother.

’Thank the gods Elysia and Valeron are old enough to express themselves already.’ She thought. ’Yet even though I haven’t them in my arms, the idea that this silence in my head is my new normal is crushing me.
’I won’t know what they think, how they feel, and what they need from me any longer. What pains me the most, however, is that Raldarak will grow up feeling isolated solely from me.
’Lith, Ely, and Val have their scales, while at least Solus has her bond with Lith. I have nothing.’ She forced her tears back and smiled as she checked the baby boy.
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