"Months after the marriage of myself and Alluin, the date of the birth of our first child approaches. The longer us two prepared, the more he started to drift away... I barely see him any more and it makes me very nervous about this whole adventure I am about to go through. I am going to be a mother soon, very soon. My husband is never here to tell me I am doing well or that he still loves me. I am not sure that he still wants the child as much as I do." Alissander brushed a hand over the smooth fabric of her gown that covered her nearly full term baby belly. Who she spoke to? Herself. Her husband was a working man, trying to make a better living for his growing family. Who could blame him for being away? Certainly not his beloved wife, carrying their firstborn within her for months prior.
Their home was in the heart of Regalia, next to the headquarters of the Blue Steel Order. A small place, but enough for the family to decorate and prepare for their son or daughter. Alissander had been spending less and less time outside of their home. The stairs to the door were too much to face more than once a day with her constantly aching feet. The park and tavern were almost too far to be worth the journey. Her few friends were wrapped up in their own ordeals. It almost constantly rained, making it hard to be up and about. On the bright side, Alissander read a lot of books. Books of medicine, books of culture, books of just stories to wash away her sad feelings of boredom and loneliness.
One evening Alissander decided to make the best of the sunny day in the Holy City of Regalia. In one of her nicest gowns, she stepped from her house and strolled to the tavern and the park... and down the main streets to visit the businesses aligned there. She greeted most and talked to a few who stopped to chat. Kind words would be exchanged before pleasant goodbyes. Alissander was having quite the good day, despite not seeing her husband in weeks. Her stroll slowed to a slow walk toward the end of the evening as her body began to hurt, in a way she had never felt before. A trip to the medic was right on top of her list as the pain persisted in her body.
By the time a medic could tend to Alissander, the pain was quite strong and the next hew hours were a blur of colors and silhouettes. Conscious or unconscious, she could not quite tell until the cry of a newborn child pierced the quiet atmosphere of the clinic. The sunny day turned into a chilly windy night, one of many sounds and feelings. To Alissander, the night mattered no longer. A child was born into her family, one the medic announced quite softly compared to the newborn's wails. Alissander had a family for the first time in years... a child, a husband... And the sorrow of the loss of her mother at birth and the pain of losing her father while she was young just disappeared from her mind and heart.
"On this night, a girl was born into the Holy City under the name of Faevalur." The sound brought tears to the eyes of Alissander, mixed in emotion. She was overcome with joy at the arrival of the child she had carried for months before. The warmth of the small baby in her arms was overwhelmingly happy. The new daughter had eyes of her father and hair of her mother, and a tiny button nose that a finger brushed over. Alissander had then thought of her husband, who had been gone for such a long time and left her to prepare for that day alone. He had not been there to see his daughter inter the world, or to hold his wife's hand as she went through one of the most challenging times of her life, both physically and mentally. She was not sure how to think of her husband: a man who left her to have a child on her own, or her husband who left not to leave her but left to create a home for their family.
"You are such a precious little gem... A name for you? Hm... I have never been able to think of one yet. How about... hm... Floriana? I do think that is fitting for a girl with eyes green as yours. A middle name for you now, aye?" Alissander whispered to her sleeping daughter, showering her with tiny kisses, "Grace. I do so love the name Grace, and you seem to be fitting to the name. Floriana Grace." Lips of her mother could be felt against Floriana's cheek, soft and gentle to the touch. Coddled in a soft quilt that Alissander had sewn together, her daughter had slept alongside her in the quiet of the clinic bay. The months alone had paid off. Her baby girl was healthy, and she was sure her husband would be home soon.
Their home was in the heart of Regalia, next to the headquarters of the Blue Steel Order. A small place, but enough for the family to decorate and prepare for their son or daughter. Alissander had been spending less and less time outside of their home. The stairs to the door were too much to face more than once a day with her constantly aching feet. The park and tavern were almost too far to be worth the journey. Her few friends were wrapped up in their own ordeals. It almost constantly rained, making it hard to be up and about. On the bright side, Alissander read a lot of books. Books of medicine, books of culture, books of just stories to wash away her sad feelings of boredom and loneliness.
One evening Alissander decided to make the best of the sunny day in the Holy City of Regalia. In one of her nicest gowns, she stepped from her house and strolled to the tavern and the park... and down the main streets to visit the businesses aligned there. She greeted most and talked to a few who stopped to chat. Kind words would be exchanged before pleasant goodbyes. Alissander was having quite the good day, despite not seeing her husband in weeks. Her stroll slowed to a slow walk toward the end of the evening as her body began to hurt, in a way she had never felt before. A trip to the medic was right on top of her list as the pain persisted in her body.
By the time a medic could tend to Alissander, the pain was quite strong and the next hew hours were a blur of colors and silhouettes. Conscious or unconscious, she could not quite tell until the cry of a newborn child pierced the quiet atmosphere of the clinic. The sunny day turned into a chilly windy night, one of many sounds and feelings. To Alissander, the night mattered no longer. A child was born into her family, one the medic announced quite softly compared to the newborn's wails. Alissander had a family for the first time in years... a child, a husband... And the sorrow of the loss of her mother at birth and the pain of losing her father while she was young just disappeared from her mind and heart.
"On this night, a girl was born into the Holy City under the name of Faevalur." The sound brought tears to the eyes of Alissander, mixed in emotion. She was overcome with joy at the arrival of the child she had carried for months before. The warmth of the small baby in her arms was overwhelmingly happy. The new daughter had eyes of her father and hair of her mother, and a tiny button nose that a finger brushed over. Alissander had then thought of her husband, who had been gone for such a long time and left her to prepare for that day alone. He had not been there to see his daughter inter the world, or to hold his wife's hand as she went through one of the most challenging times of her life, both physically and mentally. She was not sure how to think of her husband: a man who left her to have a child on her own, or her husband who left not to leave her but left to create a home for their family.
"You are such a precious little gem... A name for you? Hm... I have never been able to think of one yet. How about... hm... Floriana? I do think that is fitting for a girl with eyes green as yours. A middle name for you now, aye?" Alissander whispered to her sleeping daughter, showering her with tiny kisses, "Grace. I do so love the name Grace, and you seem to be fitting to the name. Floriana Grace." Lips of her mother could be felt against Floriana's cheek, soft and gentle to the touch. Coddled in a soft quilt that Alissander had sewn together, her daughter had slept alongside her in the quiet of the clinic bay. The months alone had paid off. Her baby girl was healthy, and she was sure her husband would be home soon.
((Hey! I wrote this all in one setting so I am SO sorry if something is incorrect grammatically or so on. What do you guys think? Got inspired after the birth of my character's daughter, so here ya all go! Do tell me what you think, though. I would be so happy to hear from you! Also, if you would like to help me with a situation with my character... Do say so and I will start a conversation with you. It's more of a private manner. 
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