By sunrise, soft golden light spilled into the royal chambers of Zephyria. The gentle warmth of dawn brushed against Josephine's cheeks as she stirred awake, her hand instinctively resting on her rounded bump. The morning air was crisp, carrying the faint melody of distant chimes from the palace garden.
Suddenly, the door creaked open—Adris appeared, his messy hair standing in all directions, holding a small cake decorated with colorful frostings and a single candle. He floated a few inches above the floor, his little wings shimmering faintly in the morning light.
"Happy Birthday, Mama!" he exclaimed with the brightest grin.
Josephine's eyes softened with motherly affection. She took the cake from his tiny hands, blew the candle with a silent wish, and fed him a piece. Adris giggled, wiping icing from his nose as she took a bite herself. Xavi entered the room just in time to see the adorable scene. He chuckled softly, kissed Josephine's bump, and then pressed a kiss on Adris's cheek.
Moments later, Josephine walked gracefully to the balcony, draped in a flowing silk robe, her eyes taking in the view of her kingdom. Zephyria glowed under the early morning sun—its towers shimmered, and the sound of life echoed through the valley. It was the most powerful and celebrated kingdom across all realms. A proud smile adorned her face.
Downstairs, laughter and music filled the grand hall. Anesthesia approached Josephine with a side hug.
"Happy Birthday, my dearest Jojo," she said warmly.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOSEPHINE!" everyone chorused—royals, nobles, guards, and maids alike. Josephine smiled, her eyes glittering with joy as she hugged them one by one.
Then came Kara, rushing forward. "Josephine!!!" she squealed and threw her arms around her tightly.
"Happy Birthday!" Kara said, as Oliver followed, wrapping Josephine in a gentle hug.
By 2:35 PM, the great party was in full swing. Xavi's grand arrangements transformed the royal courtyard into a wonderland of crystal lights, floral arches, and banners that shimmered with silver dust. But outside—an unexpected phenomenon appeared.
The purple moon rose high in the daylight sky. Everyone paused and turned upward, gasping. Floating in the air was Josephine herself—her hair flowing wildly, her eyes glowing a powerful emerald green.
Suddenly, four weapons descended from the heavens, one after another:
Chain of Memories – a dark teal-green whip adorned with ancient runes.
The Remembrance – a light-blue battle axe that gleamed with past souls.
Charming Whispers – a dark pink staff carved with roses and serpents.
The Heaven's Might – a dark purple sword radiating celestial fire.
Josephine raised her hands; her golden ring shimmered and absorbed the weapons one by one until they vanished into her palm.
"Magnificent," murmured Prince Rowan, awe in his eyes.
"Truly is," Princess Eira whispered beside him.
From afar, Princess Zariah watched, her lips parted in disbelief.
"I don't want to lose you," she muttered, trembling.
Queen Isla stood beside her and rubbed her back gently.
"Don't try to destroy their marriage, Zariah… or she will kill you," Isla said calmly.
Zariah nodded weakly, her eyes never leaving Josephine.
As Josephine descended, the crowd bowed low in reverence. Apple Pie, the tiny fairy, clapped her hands in delight before diving face-first into a pie on the banquet table.
"Jojo!" Callum called out, laughing as Xavi joined him.
"She did the same thing at our wedding dinner," Xavi chuckled. "Stuffed her face right into the blueberry cake."
Josephine giggled silently, taking a big playful bite from another pie as everyone burst into laughter.
The celebration was grand—kings, queens, nobles, and the entire Zephyrian populace filled the castle grounds. Josephine looked ethereal in a flowing white maxi dress, its soft fabric dancing around her as she moved. A cream cardigan with bell sleeves draped her shoulders, adding gentle warmth, and upon her head rested the Crown of Zephyria, the symbol of her reign.
Xavi's arm was lovingly wrapped around her bump. Nearby, Queen Kendra held Adris in her arms, rubbing his back affectionately.
Meanwhile, Princess Zariah, lost in thought, bumped into a tall young man.
"My apologies, miss," he said, his dark green eyes steady and kind.
"What's your name?" Zariah asked softly.
"Akira," he replied.
She hesitated. "Are you… perhaps single?"
He smiled. "Yeah."
"Then… would you like to go on a date?" she asked, voice trembling.
"Sure," he said, leaning forward to kiss her cheek before walking away. Her face flushed pink.
King Raviel appeared, laughing as he saw his daughter's shy smile.
"Aww," Prince Rowan teased, hugging her playfully.
Akira smiled in the distance as she giggled again.
"Uhhh!" Xavi groaned, laughing. "Please—can she stay in the castle?"
"Sure," Xavi said indulgently, shaking his head.
Soon, the grand hall echoed with song—everyone sang Happy Birthday to Josephine. She hugged everyone with gratitude, her heart full.
She was now 19 years old, radiant as ever. Xavi looked at her with unending love and admiration. He leaned down and kissed her deeply.
"Thank you for the party," she signed softly with her hands.
"Always," he whispered, caressing her bump.
Adris, half-asleep, mumbled, "Nighty-night, Mama, Papa… and baby…" before drifting off completely. Josephine smiled tenderly and carried him from Queen Kendra's arms, taking him upstairs.
Soft music played in the royal chamber as Xavi took her hand and led her to the balcony. They danced slowly beneath the moonlight, his forehead resting gently on hers.
"Happy Birthday, my darling Queen," he murmured before kissing her again. She smiled into his kiss, content and loved.
Six Days Later…
King Raviel and his family prepared to depart Zephyria. Before leaving, Zariah approached Josephine with tears in her eyes.
"I'm sorry… for everything."
Josephine embraced her warmly. "It's forgiven."
Akira arrived soon after, offering his hand to Zariah. "Dinner?" he asked. She nodded shyly, and they left together.
Meanwhile, preparations began for Melantha and Maelkor's wedding, set for June 22nd.
In the throne room, Josephine sat back, breathing heavily. Her pregnancy had entered its second month, and the exhaustion showed. Xavi quickly helped her sit.
"Easy now, my love," he murmured, rubbing her hands gently.
Moments later, Sienna entered, kneeling to whisper something in Josephine's ear. Josephine gasped and clapped her hands joyfully.
Xavi looked puzzled. "What's all this excitement, my love?"
"Nothing," she signed playfully.
Around them, the palace buzzed with baby news—
Tess was expecting a baby girl.
Piere, the earthly elf, was also pregnant with a girl.
Nyx carried twin boys, and Callum had already finished their nursery, grinning like a proud father.
Anesthesia was expecting a baby boy.
Later that afternoon, Josephine sat in her garden beside Xavi and Adris. Xoni stood nearby, holding a surprise. A cake was placed on the table, and Xoni gave Adris a glass cup filled with something.
"Alright, open!" Xoni said, grinning.
Adris opened his eyes—and gasped. Inside the glass were two tiny gems, one pink and one blue.
Xavi blinked, realization dawning. "Twins!" Xoni shouted. Everyone around them cheered.
Xavi hugged Josephine tightly as Adris clapped his small hands in joy.
That evening during dinner, Celine leaned toward Adris.
"You're going to have a baby brother and sister."
"Yeah!!!" Adris cheered excitedly.
"So, you'll protect them, right?" Celeste asked teasingly.
"Of course! I'll be a rebel!" he said proudly.
"Eh!?" Xavi chuckled.
"Yes—a rebel who protects his siblings! Nobody will touch them! I'll study hard, train, and learn all the spells too!" Adris declared proudly.
"So, you don't want to be a gentleman?" Queen Kendra teased.
Adris puffed his chest. "No, no, no—I didn't say that, Great Grandma! Mama taught me how to be a gentleman too! So, I'll be both—a rebel and a gentleman!"
Josephine smiled warmly, her heart swelling with pride.
"Good boy," she thought silently, kissing his forehead.
Meanwhile, far away in their own castle, Oliver and Kara lay together, wrapped in each other's arms, sharing a quiet, tender kiss as the stars of Zephyria shimmered above Oliver lifted Kara skirt up and pulled her underwear down to her ankles say it sweetie he said in a whisper tone in her ear I want you inside me Olillie love…Kara said Good Girl he said as his mouth took her cilt licking her sucking her wetness off her Kara moan and whimper she held his head Mhmmm Oliver said as he raised his head and dip his fingers inched guts fingering her kara eye rolling back as he please her in every way Taste yourself Darling he said as he dip his finger into her mouth and crash his lips with hers tasting her Daddy please fuck me~ Kara said as he let out a chuckle rubbing her ass and Spanking her plum ass it was now red and has hand print he took out his thick cock rubbing her as he went in slowly Ahhh..! Kara said holding the pillows behind her your a Good little kitty aren't you he said pushing inside her guts Y…Yes I am Kara said as he throbbing faster the sound of they skin clapping filled the room Ah…Ah…Ah…Kara said he went faster cupping her large breasts playing with her nipples she rolled her eyes back as he finally Hit her G-spot Oliver! Kara said right there he said as his sprem filled her up he lay on her as her fingers dip inside his hair while her kissed her and kiss her beach.