"My lovely princess, you are my hope should anything happen to me." Thoughts of the God-Emperor of Mankind, seeing his first daughter.
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Aenar looked at the scene with a satisfied gaze, he smiled and was very happy with the determination of the three women. Only then could the future be easier, even if only slightly easier.
Leaving mortality behind would only make them see the world in a more objective and cold way. In the future, if necessary, the sacrifice of a planet or even an entire solar system, they would do it to save humanity.
Suddenly, hearing whispers in his ear, Aenar showed a cold expression. Because of his proximity to the Warp, the Chaos Gods could actually speak directly to him.
Of course, they were just strange, inconstant, and definitely crazy whispers. Murmurs of four mad beings. Which, honestly, was no surprise. The Chaos Gods were generated by the Warp, practically the collective consciousness of the entire race of the Known Universe. If the Chaos Gods weren't crazy, he would really find it strange.
However, it was really unpleasant to hear these murmurs in his mind all the time. Especially since these Chaos Gods had a lot of free time, which made him suffer a lot during this short time he was so close to the Warp.
But, from time to time, some of the Chaos Gods actually regained some clarity and spoke normally, as at this very moment.
"Aenar, why don't you accept my offer?"
"I will give you power."
"Immortality."
"The entire universe if you wish."
Aenar scoffed hearing Slaanesh in his ear. This Chaos God seemed to have the body of a man with feminine features, a serpent's tail, and large horns that rose from the sides of his face.
Gender was not really important to Slaanesh, the Prince of Chaos was practically the personification of lust.
Perhaps because he was the youngest, Slaanesh wished to be born before his brothers. And to be born faster, Aenar was a fundamental piece in his plan. Unfortunately, regardless of his promises, the God-Emperor of Mankind remained indifferent to his temptations.
"Even without you, I will have everything you promised." Aenar said with a sarcastic tone. "You need to practice your dialogues more, a beggar would be skeptical of your words. Practice a little, it might help you in the future, you ugly and arrogant fetus."
Slaanesh just laughed and whispered again, before disappearing from his mind. "I will take your advice seriously, Aenar."
Aenar showed a calm and indifferent expression. Perhaps he was the first and last being in the universe to actually educate a Chaos God. Unfortunately, there was no achievement for him to receive.
"These guys are treating me like entertainment." Aenar whispered with a tone full of disgust. "The plan to hurt these abominations must be accelerated, this feeling of being provoked all the time is not good."
Hearing Aenar's whisper, Leda, who was faithfully guarding him, couldn't help but look at the Emperor with a cruel gaze. As if to say: That's how I feel!
Ignoring the feelings of the Lady of the Royal Guard, Aenar waved his hand and three more drops of blood floated before him. The process of creating more artificial suns began again.
He really had a lot of work to do!
However, when he was about to start the process of creating Artificial Suns, he stopped decisively. He looked at Visenya, who was being quickly escorted back from the Red Keep.
With his vision, he could see that Visenya had gone into labor, his daughter, Alysanne, was about to be born! Aenar couldn't help but feel nervous and confused when this moment actually arrived.
He remained calm even before the Chaos Gods, but here he was, feeling nervous! Which was really ironic, given that he had faced much scarier things.
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Visenya really didn't expect her daughter to be born at such an inopportune and important moment. But, when the process had already begun, there was no way to stop it.
She just felt that her vision was filled with lines that made up the fabric of time and space. She knew she was unconsciously using the gifts she had gained in the Blood Ritual.
Suppressing this feeling with all her might, a sharp pain below her belly made her groan in pain. "Have mercy on me, you mischievous girl!" Visenya said with an irritated tone to her daughter, who hadn't even been born yet.
Unbeknownst to her, Visenya was already in bed while the room was filled with women with water, clean sheets, and many medicinal herbs. Honestly, with her power, she felt that these things were really unnecessary at this moment.
"Breathe deeply and concentrate, Visenya." Hearing her husband's voice in her ear, Visenya looked to the side and saw Aenar beside her. But his body looked strange, as if it were made of light particles, almost transparent.
"They can't see me." Aenar said with a laugh seeing his wife's adorable expression.
"If you get me pregnant again, I'll kill you." Visenya said, gritting her teeth, feeling another contraction.
"It's not just my fault, you're clearly the biggest culprit." Aenar said with a smile as he sat by the bed and held her hand. He didn't lie, the woman seemed insatiable after their marriage.
"Humph!" Snorting coldly, Visenya didn't answer as sweat ran down her face, sticking her hair. She knew it wasn't Aenar's fault, but when she felt this pain, she really needed to blame someone!
The surrounding servants were scared by Visenya's words. Obviously, there was no one there, but the queen was talking to herself!
Daenerys and Rhaenys looked at the scene and smiled, but both were trembling every time Visenya groaned painfully. They had seen Visenya get hurt in war, but never even let out a painful groan, but now, this same woman was suffering to the point of groaning painfully.
"I think I'll delay a bit..." Rhaenys said with a somewhat scared tone, she really didn't want to feel that pain.
"It's okay, I'll go first." Daenerys didn't mock Rhaenys and said with a smile. Although the scene scared her, the idea of having a little Aenar beside her was more tempting than the pain Visenya was going through at that moment.
Suddenly, the doors opened and Rhaella entered the room with an anxious expression. Looking at her daughter's pained expression, she quickly reached the side of the bed and wiped the sweat from her daughter's face.
"You're doing well, dear." Rhaella said with a worried and happy tone at the same time. As a veteran woman in this aspect, she knew exactly how Visenya was feeling.
"I'm fine, just venting." Visenya forced a smile, but that smile disappeared feeling another sharp, strong pain.
"When you're born, I'm going to hit you, you brat!!!" She said with a fierce tone, promising a lot of pain to the brat who was making her suffer so much pain. This was not a normal birth, as she felt that Alysanne was speeding up the process, which made her suffer much more pain than she should.
Aenar looked at this and focused his gaze on Visenya's belly, his gaze pierced the skin and looked directly at the baby, who was already fully formed. Curiously, she was assisting her own birth.
"She can see Visenya's memory, so she was born knowing countless things." Aenar murmured. There was a smile on his face. This only showed that Alysanne was the most special of his sons and daughters.
However, having someone's memories didn't mean life experience or anything else. The girl had concepts of reality, but had no discernment, she was like a blank slate.
With a wave of his hand, he let the girl sleep until the birth was over, making Visenya's expression relax. She looked at her husband with a grateful look and heard her mother giving advice about childbirth.
Three hours later.
"It's a girl, my Queen." The old midwife said while performing the necessary procedures after childbirth, such as cutting the umbilical cord.
Visenya, who was pale and weak after so much effort, smiled sweetly as she extended her arms, wanting to hold her daughter in her arms. The midwife handed the baby to the queen and smiled satisfactorily, seeing another successful birth.
Looking at the small being in her arms, Visenya still couldn't believe that baby was inside her moments ago. She felt as if she had been punched in the stomach, leaving her breathless.
There was a deep void in her chest, an overflowing love, and visible concern in her expression.
"I'm your mother, you ugly brat." Kissing the baby's cheek, Visenya whispered with an increasingly happy look. "Look Aenar, she has your nose."
Looking at the small, wrinkled creature, Aenar wanted to ask where his nose was on Alysanne, but seeing the baby in Visenya's arms, his gaze softened.
He was a king, a husband, and now, a father. A responsibility he would accept with happiness and love.
Extending his finger to poke the baby's cheek, he was surprised to see that Alysanne had actually grabbed his finger and held it tightly.
"What a powerful girl..." Aenar said with an amused tone as his astral body gradually disappeared. He knew that was his limit to stay awake. Showing an apologetic expression to Visenya, he disappeared from the room.
Visenya felt an emptiness without her husband beside her, but knowing that he had already made every effort to stay by her side throughout the birth, she was already satisfied with his previous presence.
Visenya looked at her daughter and whispered in a gentle tone. "Forgive your father, he is very busy creating a bright future for you, my little princess."
Surprisingly, the small baby placed her hand on Visenya's face as if responding and fell asleep peacefully.
Daenerys, Rhaenys, and Rhaella surrounded Visenya's bed, looking at the small baby in her arms.
"She's ugly." Rhaenys said sincerely, earning a laugh from Daenerys and a disapproving look from Visenya herself.
"You were equally ugly, Rhaenys." Visenya said cruelly, remembering that she held Rhaenys in her arms when she was born.
"Impossible, I was beautiful even as a baby!" Rhaenys said with a proud look on her face, thinking it was impossible for her to have ever been ugly in her life.
"She would get cute after a while." Rhaella said with an amused smile, there was a deep happiness in her expression. Seeing the small life sleeping in her daughter's arms filled her with hope for the future.
"Unfortunately, we don't have dragon eggs to put in Alysanne's cradle." Daenerys said with a regretful tone. It was already a sacred ritual for House Targaryen to place a dragon egg beside the newborn. Unfortunately, all female dragons were too young to lay eggs.
"It doesn't matter, when she grows up, the dragons should have already laid eggs, just choose one." Visenya said with a smile. Although it was really a shame not to have dragon eggs, she was satisfied with what she currently had.
Everyone nodded and began to play with little Alysanne, who was still sleeping.
The room filled with joyful and lively laughter.
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