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Leaning against her bedroom door frame, he knocked softly, smiling at her radiance. "My Princess, would you care to join me for an afternoon tea in the gardens?"
Lunastrasza’s eyes glinted and shined at the sight of her consort in the doorway. She smiled brightly at him, and nodded. “I would love to, kras’cariol.” She replied, going to him and taking his arm.
Picking himself up off the ground, Itherarius walked over to them both. He place his left hand at the small of Luna’s back, and his right hand on the arm of their daughter. "Luna, I’d like you to meet our daughter, Silastrasza, or as your mother has been calling her, Silver or Silvy. Though her full name would be Silastrasza Moonstrider, no?"
He tilted his head, love emanating from his very essence. "The Ivory Sanctum had been destroyed, but your mother found this one egg, hidden under some rubble, and unscathed. Not wanting to get your hopes up, she gave it to her handmaidens to look after and nurture till it hatched. They did so till she was of age and could chose a path."
He smiled as Silvy smiled at him, tears in her eyes.
"Lo and behold, the Light called to her and she took up the mantle of a priestess."
He pulled Luna in closer, “So your mother decided that she would now be a daughter and hand-maiden to you. She will follow you anywhere, though she is your daughter, Alexastrasza also sent her some reds to protect her.”
Nodding, two red clad rogues stepped out of the shadows, bowed, and then melted back into them.
"They’re also at your mercy my love, and shall do whatever you need. This comes directly from Alexstrasza."
Lunastrasza inspected her carefully, before smiling so wide it hurt. Sure, she was upset that her mother had not told her sooner, but that did not matter.Â
"Y—…You have your father’s eyes." was all she could manage to choke out. She stepped forwards, taking Silastrasza into her arms, stroking her pale hair carefully.Â
After stepping away, she looked back at Itharius. “…A part of me still believes this is all a dream…it almost seems too good to be true.” She had her hand wrapped around Silvy’s tightly.
Silver smiled, "I may have been raised by the Red Flight, but I’ve heard many and much about you mother."
Bowing her head, she whispered, “I would like you to give me a name, as a mother would her child. Though this name is fitting, it could easily be my middle name.” Looking up, her blue eyes filled with tears that brimmed and fell down her well rounded cheeks. ”A name from my mother, and my father.” She held both of their hands and smiled at both.”
Lunastrasza paused, brow creasing in thought. She rubbed her daughter’s pale knuckles with her thumb, inhaling deeply.
"…I would name you Terystrasza. In honor of my fallen friend Teristra." Luna looked at Itharius for his approval, swallowing nervously as she wiped her cheeks with her free hand. "I would be glad if you accepted this name, but it is completely up to you."
Itharius leaned in and kissed Luna gently on the cheek, as he pulled away he whispered, “It is beautiful.”
He let his blue eyes sway to their daughter, “Is this ok with you?”
She smiled one of the biggest smiles she'd ever managed in her life. "It is the best name I've ever could have wanted."
Suddenly, she ran forward, throwing her arms around her mothers neck, weeping gently. "If I had to hear one more Silvy, I was going to go shadow."
Leaning against her bedroom door frame, he knocked softly, smiling at her radiance. "My Princess, would you care to join me for an afternoon tea in the gardens?"
Lunastrasza’s eyes glinted and shined at the sight of her consort in the doorway. She smiled brightly at him, and nodded. “I would love to, kras’cariol.” She replied, going to him and taking his arm.
lord-itharius:
A blood elf, but one with silver hair, just as Luna’s, and large blue eyes stood. She wore white and block robes of a priestess. She clasped her hands in front of her as Itharius, no, her father looked at her.
Nervously she gulped.
"Mother?"
Lunastrasza froze. Her golden eyes were wide in disbelief, as she slowly stood, glancing at Itharius for confirmation.Â
"Y—You…" She stuttered out, "You are…an Eternal dragon…but how?!" The dragonprincess gasped, reaching out to gently cup her chin. "The Ivory Sanctum…where you were born…it was destroyed…right?"
Tears came to her eyes. She was her daughter, it was absolutely certain. Looking back at Itharius, she swallowed hard.Â
Picking himself up off the ground, Itherarius walked over to them both. He place his left hand at the small of Luna’s back, and his right hand on the arm of their daughter. "Luna, I’d like you to meet our daughter, Silastrasza, or as your mother has been calling her, Silver or Silvy. Though her full name would be Silastrasza Moonstrider, no?"
He tilted his head, love emanating from his very essence. "The Ivory Sanctum had been destroyed, but your mother found this one egg, hidden under some rubble, and unscathed. Not wanting to get your hopes up, she gave it to her handmaidens to look after and nurture till it hatched. They did so till she was of age and could chose a path."
He smiled as Silvy smiled at him, tears in her eyes.
"Lo and behold, the Light called to her and she took up the mantle of a priestess."
He pulled Luna in closer, “So your mother decided that she would now be a daughter and hand-maiden to you. She will follow you anywhere, though she is your daughter, Alexastrasza also sent her some reds to protect her.”
Nodding, two red clad rogues stepped out of the shadows, bowed, and then melted back into them.
"They’re also at your mercy my love, and shall do whatever you need. This comes directly from Alexstrasza."
Lunastrasza inspected her carefully, before smiling so wide it hurt. Sure, she was upset that her mother had not told her sooner, but that did not matter.Â
"Y—…You have your father’s eyes." was all she could manage to choke out. She stepped forwards, taking Silastrasza into her arms, stroking her pale hair carefully.Â
After stepping away, she looked back at Itharius. “…A part of me still believes this is all a dream…it almost seems too good to be true.” She had her hand wrapped around Silvy’s tightly.
Silver smiled, "I may have been raised by the Red Flight, but I've heard many and much about you mother."
Bowing her head, she whispered, "I would like you to give me a name, as a mother would her child. Though this name is fitting, it could easily be my middle name." Looking up, her blue eyes filled with tears that brimmed and fell down her well rounded cheeks. "A name from my mother, and my father." She held both of their hands and smiled at both."
Leaning against her bedroom door frame, he knocked softly, smiling at her radiance. "My Princess, would you care to join me for an afternoon tea in the gardens?"
Lunastrasza’s eyes glinted and shined at the sight of her consort in the doorway. She smiled brightly at him, and nodded. “I would love to, kras’cariol.” She replied, going to him and taking his arm.
Patting her hand, his long strides were shortened so she didn’t have to run. They took the stairs down, and into the sunlight. It glimmered off of the rooftops and golden siding of the city, which made it sparkle and gleam happily.
His blue eyes found hers, and he smiled, “We need to stop by the Inn here to grab the basket I ordered. Then we can go. Any particular place you’d like to sit my light?”
Lunastrasza beamed at him, gazing at the city with sparkling eyes. Light, this almost seemed too good to be true. A beautiful day with the beautiful man she was proud to call her prime consort. It was all she ever wanted.Â
Just seeing him smile was more than enough for her. She forgot about Yisariach, forgot about her life being in constant danger. All that mattered in the moment was Itharius.Â
'That is perfectly fine, my love.” She replied softly. “And anywhere you would like to sit is perfect with me. Just so long as I am with you.”
His own eyes sparkled as he turned a smile to her. “The light of the sun has nothing you my Princess.” His left hand came up slowly, and gently he tucked the long strand of golden hair back behind her delicate pointed ear.
"Come, the Inn Keeper knows we’re arriving and it should be ready and warm by the time we get there."
Taking her other hand with his, he jogged towards the inn, laughing and tugging her along.
She kept up with him easily, her heart leaping as she saw him laughing. It was almost abnormal for a man who had been through losing his brother and dying himself.Â
They both slowed down when they arrived at the inn, and Luna grinned at him. “Your laughter is truly something I have longed to hear, kras’cariol.” She said, catching her breath.
He smiled, grabbing the basket the innkeeper had on the counter, he tossed the man some coin then drug her back out to the gardens. He looked back at her, “Well, considering the news I have, I thought today was a day for celebration.”
She sat beneath a large tree, adjusting her skirts around her, sighing as the wind tossed her pale hair around her. As Itharius sat next to her, she smiled and raised an eyebrow. “News? What news, kras’cariol?” She asked, placing a hand over his.Â
A blood elf, but one with silver hair, just as Luna’s, and large blue eyes stood. She wore white and black robes of a priestess. She clasped her hands in front of her as Itharius, no, her father looked at her.
Nervously she gulped.
"Mother?"