"%@!@&*#"
'Wh-Who is it?!' I yelled out loud, unsure if the woman could hear me.
'Hey, woman! Can you hear me?!' I yelled once again, my heart pounding like a virgin who was about to have sex. I mean, who knows how long it would take for me to hear a voice again?
And just then,
"&*%#@!*&"
The woman spoke again, and as if commanded by her, the void around me was filled with light, and before I knew it, I was in a room.
The room was big, gigantic even. A large golden chandelier hung up above me, its crystals glimmering against the sunlight coming from the two large windows to my front, while a funky smell lingered in the air. I can't describe it, but it was different.
But the most important thing was…the large woman in front of me, a very beautiful woman. She had long, deep, silver-white hair, dancing on her shoulders, while a loose black robe hung around her voluptuous body. Her lips curled into a bright smile as she stared back at me.
'Damn….' I mumbled inwardly. She is the most beautiful woman I've ever seen in my life. So beautiful that every other woman might as well be an old, ugly hag.
But the peculiar thing about her was the horns; two golden horns, just like her eyes, protruded out of her forehead, glowing.
'Heh, she wouldn't ever get lost in the dark!'
Anyways, jokes aside, I knew she was my mother; the connection was almost instant. And my mother definitely isn't human. I mean, either she definitely isn't human, or she is cosplaying while giving birth, which I think is unlikely.
"@!%^*&&@"
The woman spoke once again, snapping me out of my thoughts as I looked at her. But she wasn't looking at me; she turned to another woman who appeared out of nowhere.
'Fuck….'
I thought my new mother was the most beautiful woman in the world, but this new woman was on par with, if not more beautiful than, my mother.
She had the same features as my mother, dark silver hair and deep golden eyes, and her face was almost identical to my mother's, but what was different was her aura. How do I put this? My mother has, like, a motherly aura. I mean, duh! But still, her face was radiating with love and care, while the new woman's face was filled with pride and regality, as if she were an empress.
Noticing my stares, the new woman turned to me, her face changing instantly; it softened. A small smile bloomed on her lips, and she spoke.
"&*%#@#!"
I blinked.
'Haa…. I'm going to have trouble learning this new language, aren't I?'
…..
Arianna gazed at her newborn child, who had just fallen asleep, her golden eyes flickering with love, while the woman beside her mumbled, "Congratulations, Arianna!"
"Thank you, Mom." Arianna replied as she turned to her mother, Evianne, the empress of all dragon kinds. She could see the flicker in her eyes—the quiet, restrained eagerness of an empress too dignified to ask to hold a child first.
"You can hold him after I give him milk, Mother," Arianna said with a chuckle, causing Evianne to relax a little.
Satisfied with her daughter's words, Evianne sat on the bed beside her, wrapping her arm across Arianne's shoulder while she gazed at her grandson. "So, have you decided on a name yet?"
"I was hoping you would name him, Mother."
Evianne raised an eyebrow at this, surprised by her daughter's words. "Are you sure?" She asked.
"Mhmm," Arianne nodded in reply.
With her smile widening in reaction, Evianne closed her eyes and began to think of a name that is worthy of her grandson, and after a moment, she opened her eyes and said,
"Aurelius. His name is going to be Aurelius, Aurelius Victus!"