Chapter 342 – Ready for a Trip

"Good morning, sweety," Mommy says from the little table in my room. "I'm sorry we didn't let you feed the kids at night. We wanted you to get some sleep."

"It was probably the right thing to do," I say. "I'll have to visit the kids before I leave."

"Leave? So soon? We just got together."

I join her at the table and pick up some fruit. "I don't want to leave, but it's to get more of my kids nearby. I've got too many around to get them all back, but Fluvis does seem to be sad that she took my kids, and she was the first to really start acting like I'm not a slave. Kind of. Getting the kids is important."

Mommy pulls me into a side hug, "Sacrificing for your kids; it's a hard but important thing. I wasn't great at doing it, since it's hard to balance everything while keeping food on the table. But I'm glad you're trying to spend as much time with your kids as you can. You deserve to see them after all you've been through."

"I still don't like that I have to leave you and my kids. I'm going to have to visit Shimmer's family, too, and I'm sure they're going to ask for more from me than Shimmer told me they would."

"I'm sorry. If I had just protected you better."

"No, I think this was going to happen no matter what. Nobles are too greedy not to fuck me over," I say. "The second Fertility picked me, and then Sex, too, my life was set in place. You gave me a chance to be happy. Thank you for that. I'm sorry to make you have to worry about all the kids. But I know they're in loving and caring hands."

"Thanks, my little rainbow," Mommy says. "I'm happy I was able to be a bright spot for you. You're always worried as a parent that you're doing something wrong."

"Is everything going alright with Akhae? Ilkae said she was acting strange around you," I say. I wonder if my maid is keeping my wives out of the kitchen, or maybe they're all in the dining room? Of course, they could just be asleep. I don't think they have anything to do yet.

"Yes, it feels nice being around her. She's been helping me and the maids feed the children. She managed to run into the Royal healer yesterday and dared to ask her for help with lactating. I told Akhae it wouldn't be a burden if she asked you to help her with that, but she worries so much. It's a bit scary to think she may feel more guilty about everything that has happened to us than I do. We aren't as close as when we were younger, but we feel like we're friends again. Ilka is helping a lot, too; she's a great wife."

"Yes. She's nice and fun," I say. Does that mean that it really would be best to be dominant with Mommy and her wives? It seems like quite a jump to go from 'Ilka is helping' to 'she's right about everything.' It won't hurt anything to wait, though, and maybe after the war, I can talk to Zarzi about it. She should be much more agreeable, if she survives, and helpful about it, too. Or maybe I can check in on the village and see what that silly Elder thinks? She would have to talk to me now that I'm a Princess.

"Go check on the kids. The faster we get everything done, the sooner we can just focus on family," Mommy says. "We'll all be here when you get back. I know you won't be that long, and you're doing important work."

"I guess," I say. "The babies are probably asleep."

"A few should be awake, at least," Mommy says. "You've got a lot to do, so go say goodbye to them."

The door slams open behind me, and two sets of heels come walking in.

"You can't leave quite yet," Lensa says.

"What do you want? I've gotten you pregnant already. Now fuck off. I was kind of happy for once. Does your family just exist to piss me off?"

"No, you want me to defend my kids, then fine. Free her."

"We can talk about it after you've given birth."

"No..."

"She waited to save me. It's already too merciful of me that I've healed her completely. She can wait for her sisters, and maybe a brother or something, to be born. They'll be royals, so it'll be faster than a normal pregnancy. Just go off to your ice hell until you're in labor or something. You've basically admitted that your people are too weak to do much, so fuck off. You're just mad that I called you out, and you didn't have anything to say about it. Maybe if you showed that you could be an actual Mother, I would think of forgiving your daughter for helping a woman rape me, watching me and my wife get tortured, letting a woman delay medical treatment, throwing me in a cell naked without a bed, and forcing me to carry another's child. She isn't the worst person I've had to deal with, but she isn't someone I like. She can handle being a slave for a few more months."

"Sorry, my Mistress," Sarania says. "I should've forced them to wait. Please leave."

"At the end of my labor, I expect it to happen," Lensa says, turning and stomping out of the room.

"It's fine, Sarania. They listened, for some reason. Pushing it back felt good and should keep that bitch from sticking around for longer than she has to. I have to find a way to fix Fluvis's sister, since I really don't want to get in bed with her Mother after this."

"Still, I'm sorry. I should've known that would be your answer and sent them away myself. I think you'll have the support of the Goddesses when trying to help the sister," Sarania says, opening the door to the nursery. "A quick stop."

"Hopefully. Get the Ashmark bitch and the ant. We'll bring them along. She's had too much free time in all of this mess."

"Are we bringing both of them?"

"No, the ant can be left in Space's Temple. I'm sure they can drain his blood or something for some rituals. There's no need to worry about keeping him alive, but they shouldn't purposefully kill him."

"I'll handle it, my Mistress."

"Thank you."

There really are a few kids awake, playing around with a few maids. Mommy's twins are awake, too, so I decide to check on them first. Someone is hiding another boy from me, and plenty are hiding my little girls. I would guess it's the Mistress who's hiding the boy. I think most others who've been carrying more than one kid in their womb haven't given birth yet. She should've given birth around the time I got the notification. But I can focus on the kids I have here, since the Temple has promised to help me deal with the brothel owners.

"Sorry, little ones, I have to leave for a bit so I can come back and spend a lot more time with you all," I say, dancing with the baby. Well, I'm carefully moving his arms while he smiles at me, but it's close enough for my cute baby. I give him a last little clap and a kiss on the forehead before going to his sister. I'm happy they both got something special. A man and a royal. A beautiful little pair. I hope they don't end up having the same family issues that I do.

I move through my babies, giving each of them a little kiss, then remember I have to find Mai and our little kitty. That flying kitty won't escape my kiss, nor will her Mother.

I wonder what Shyla will dress me in. I'm guessing she's gotten a new class overall, after all she's done for my clothing. Should I start keeping track of everyone's classes? That would probably be the smart thing to do, but it would take a lot of work and time. What would I even do with that information?

Mai really is curled up in her bed, a second little tail poking out over her arm. "Hello, dear," Mai says, stretching out and showing me our cute kitty.

"Oh, good. Mai, distract her for a minute. I have to decide on the heels. Your Highness, is that the size you want to go with for your breasts?" Shyla says, poking her head out of Mai's closet.

"Um, I guess so," I say. "Why are you here?"

"I didn't want to disturb you, so I moved what I needed in here," Shyla says, darting back inside the closet.

"She has been moaning about what size you're going to go with for a while. Not sexual, I should really say that in this family. Come relax while your maid finishes making your extravagant dress."

"Happily. I wish I could stay in bed with you."

"Our kids won't stay in bed. But, yes, I would love to never have to leave your side."

"How is the baby and her Mother?" I ask.

"Doing well. I'll have to give her a crib in the nursery soon, since she needs to learn about her sisters. But it's been good that I've been nearby to feed her. Thank you for the gift. I know her conception was a surprise, but I'm happy it worked out for us."

"Yes, we've made a beautiful child. Thank you for bringing her into the world. I know it's a scary thing to do."

"Sorry, your Highness, I've got it ready," Shyla says, coming out with a white dress with gold stripes floating behind her. "I don't have much jewelry that fits it, but I plan to draw attention to your tattoos. If that is alright?"

"That works."

"Then it's time to get you dressed. I'm sorry we didn't fit a bath in. I'll let Fluvis know about it, and we can make sure to fit one in tonight or tomorrow morning."

"That would be nice," I say, sliding off the bed.

Shyla wastes no time in stripping me of the soft robe and working the dress onto me, which definitely takes a bit of her magic to pull it past my breasts and hips. My tail is also an annoying factor for her to get the tight dress past. It stops halfway down my thighs, making it another dress that will be hard to walk in. My breasts are now propped up into a tight shelf, just asking for them to simply pop out of this pretty dress. Little windows are present for each of my tattoos, and even my womb tattoo is present with the little dots and lust-filled hearts. Golden lines connect the windows, showing off every curve of my body.

I can see the mushroom and the two cards that my direct children gave me, as well as Power's strange circle and Contract's blessing that loves to hide under my breasts. I'm guessing Shyla will give me a bracelet to draw attention to the quill on my wrist, but the question becomes what to do about the ones on my back. My wings and hair do a wonderful job of hiding those markings.

"There we go. Sorry, there's no time for makeup. But I do have a bracelet and a necklace for you to wear. Pearls, to fit the white theme, on golden chains. And I need to braid your hair a bit. But then I have a request. I understand I may be asking the impossible or something that is too uncomfortable to do. And in that case, please just tell me, and I'll apologize deeply for making the request, Your Highness. But, is it possible for you to have your wings slightly unfurled? Just when you are standing."

"I can try it," I say, spinning in the mirror Shyla set out for me. "I was wondering what you would do about those tattoos."

"You're stunning as always, Alzi. But remember, you don't have to dress like that anymore," Mai says.

"I like it. This is what they all wished for me to be. I'll make it my own."

"I'll do everything I can to help you, Your Highness," Shyla says with a big smile. "Now, I went with seven inches for the heels. Black, to add a different color, and maybe make you look like you're just floating there. I'm not sure if it will work, but they fit the dress, so I think this is a good thing to try and learn from. I doubt this will be the last time you wish to dress to impress."

She slips the bracelet on, and the shoes pop out before me. Her hands run through my hair, trying to find the right spot to split it to show off my final markings from the Goddesses.

Will Space bring me up just to see this in person?