Tyra was one of the beautiful fairy women from Taiga Ocelot Forest, one of the five great magical forests in all of Pasmeuse Thicket.
Her long brown hair and silk white skin glowed brightly like moonlight, and her bright blue eyes reflected like a mirror holding much knowledge of the universe.
She was also someone who loved adventure and exploration. Her favorite activity was to travel from place to place to discover new things and learn more magic. She was also an excellent scholar and had Chronus’s power of prediction which granted her foresight.
When Conlon saw her for the first time he fell in love instantly. She seemed to be an ethereal spirit of purest light. She was the kindest person he knew and loved nothing better than exploring and exploring new places.
They got married through this brought various successes to Conlon and he won many wars within one year now she was pregnant with a child whose birth marked his life.
He promised to protect Tyra and the baby. He vowed to fight for her and to ensure they would always be together as one.
“I love you Tyra”
Conlon put his hand on her stomach, he felt their little one moving underneath his palm and smiled where their baby was kicking in his mother’s womb. He felt something strange; it seemed like a force moving inside the infant, causing little tremors on her lower belly.
“Please God let us survive this war. Please don’t allow me to lose either of you”.
He prayed while closing his eyes and praying for them both.
Queen Tyra’s eyes escaped tears as she listened to her husband’s prayer. She understood the burden he carried for both their children, even after years of marriage, both of them had their share of hardships and sacrifices.
She also knew that he would do whatever needed to be done to keep their little ones safe.
The queen then looked at her husband.
“You should stop this, we don’t know what are you going to summon in our small world”, Queen Tyra said as she rested her head on Conlon’s chest.
“I have a bad feeling about this, My Lord”
She grabbed his hands, putting on his baby bump and they both looked into each other’s eyes.
“Our baby needs you, a father who will stay with us forever”
“I was happy when our love bloomed into a seed that I am carrying now”
“Promise me, you will stay with us forever and protect our seed of love”
Conlon couldn’t reply but his gaze moved to her face and then to the baby bump.
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Snippets from my Novel "Gesian's goddess"
