Indecisive

It was a fun few hours I spent at city hall, that's for sure. And by "fun", I mean it wasn't fun at all. I had to explain perhaps a dozen times why I needed to change Abrien's name, and I got stared at whenever I retold the story. The workers there simply couldn't wrap their heads around the fact that my mother and I had both been pregnant at the same time and that we had both gave our daughters the same name. They didn't believe me at first when I said how the names we were thinking about giving our children was something we never discussed. At the very least, they had no reason to deny me changing my daughter's name. Given that I was upset with the workers at city and hall and then with ada and nana for ruining my sentiment, I went right ahead and named my daughter directly after my grandmother. That is how Abrien became Abriel.

I had known the change was necessary the second I read my sister's name. Even calling the two Abriens by nicknames would have been confusing enough. There would have been many issues in the future regarding official paperwork when it would be seen that there were two Abrien Ithienniths born close together in the same house. Changing my Abrien's name would save all of us so much headache. I knew I could have waited until ada and nana returned with their Abrien before making the decision, but if one of our daughter's names had to be altered then I knew it had to be mine. Abrien had been born first, and I felt like ada had more right to her name given that his mother obviously played a greater role in his life than she did mine. I never even met her.

It was hard remembering to call Abriel "Abriel" in the first several days after she was rewarded her new identity, but then I grew so used to it that I began to forgot it had ever been something different. 

Envy

It was slightly awkward between nana and I for a few days. I still wasn't exactly sure how she truly felt about having another child, so I didn't know how to talk to her about it. Things changed when I was able to confirm that I definitely was pregnant as well. I didn't know why, but I somehow got the courage from that to ask questions. Nana often repeated what she had first said. She was rather pleased by the turn of events and now wouldn't change a thing. It was her wish that ada would let her and the child stay with me sometimes. I think nana continued to feel guilty over what she had done to me despite me giving her forgiveness because she kept subtly mentioning how she thought us raising our children together would help us to grow closer. Whether she remained upset with herself or not, the two of us were definitely growing closer because of our similar state. Nana and I talked more than ever. We discussed subjects we never would have brought up before. I was surprised when she was even willing to talk about being with men. It was my experiences and my feelings we mostly went over. Obviously, the only man she had ever been with was ada. The last thing I wanted to hear about was his and nana's moments.

Ironic

We found ada about to leave to jump onto a plane when we returned home to Riverview. In our joy over my memories having returned, Eloril and I might have stupidly decided not to answer ada's phone calls so that we could surprise everyone when we came back instead of telling him them. We weren't really thinking of how much he would worry. He, and nana as well, had known that we had gone to Aurora Skies last. Our sudden silence coupled with the fact that we returned home a day late because of our unplanned detour to Twinbrook to personally tell Elemir the good news must have made the two of them think something terrible had happened after we went to visit Cirabel. He and nana were understandably angry, but that anger was rapidly forgotten when they learned that the plan had worked. Ada picked me up and spun me around until I grew dizzy. Nana was smiling with happiness, and Eloril was laughing his head off at the whole thing. Even more than having my memories back, the four of us being together like that was the final piece that made everything feel right again. It had been many centuries since we had been able to gather together and share true joy. It had been hard to leave Twinbrook a second time now that I could remember it, but the chance to have ada and Eloril visit far more often was too tempting to deny. Besides, there was still a ridiculous amount of reporters left trying to get the final scoop on my kidnapping story. Moving on had been the correct choice indeed.

Memory Lane, Part Two

You can believe I was even more exhausted and irritable after the flight to China. I don't know how Eloril continued to have what seemed like limitless energy, but I supposed he had more drive and purpose towards all the traveling. He was determined to do what he could to help me remember. I was more nonchalant about the whole thing. It was like what Eloril told me in Appaloosa Plains. I had to let myself relax and not force my brain into chaos. If there was anything more that was going to come back, it would come back when it was ready. I was pulled out of my bad mood again though when the visit to China turned out to be a lot of fun. Eloril and I spent most of our time outside of the main town. We went to this sort of sanctuary area where the desire to meditate proved strangely strong. I was somehow able to tell Eloril the proper way to fully let oneself float away, and he picked up the skill pretty quickly. The two of us sat there for a good long while. It was that hour or so that really helped me calm down and regain focus.

Memory Lane, Part One

I woke up early the following morning, and somehow felt entirely refreshed despite how tired I had been and how little sleep I had gotten. Letting my instincts guide me again, I began getting the house ready for the day. It was a bit difficult to do so while trying at the same time not to wake up ada and Ral. We had discussed getting Ral a dog bed when we moved to Riverview, but we had decided against it. One had been bought for him in Twinbrook, but he never used it. He would always end up on someone's bed. That night he had apparently been drawn to the spare cushion ada wasn't taking up. Besides not wanting to wake ada up for he surely had to be tired from all the work he had done, it was fun to sneak peeks at those two resting as they looked so cute.

Riverview

It was three weeks after my return home when ada announced that the family was going to be moving.

Much to everyone's disappointment, including my own, being in the house living as normally as I could was doing nothing to help my memories. I became more familiar and aware of the things around me, but that was only because I was simply growing used to the life I was forced to be in instead of actually remembering anything. It wasn't just the house not being helpful to me that prompted the move though. Elemir had told me of how the humans were interested in my story; how they were hovering about trying to take pictures and talk to us. I was kept far away from them all. However, that made their interest stronger. Maldor still took the children to school, and ada and Eloril were making constant patrols of the yard to scare away the unwelcome visitors. It soon became too much. Ada wanted to take us somewhere quieter where we could live live with being hounded. He also wanted to bring me to a place that was closer to the elven lands.

The children, especially Ranna, weren't pleased with the announcement. They handled their disappointment and sadness with maturity though. I'm sure they were tired of the constant attention as well, and I think they didn't want to upset me since I was pretty much the whole cause for the move. I was...indifferent towards the move myself. I felt sad that my children were sad, but I continued to feel no real connection to the world around me. It really didn't matter whether we stayed or went. I simply kept on playing with Thoronton and Andethon. Taking care of them had become my main job as it was the thing that I had been the most skilled at when my parents and Eloril left me to wander about on my own to see what I could figure out. Taking care of my toddlers felt so natural. It was even better when Thoronton warmed up to me and treated me as if he had known me forever.

100 Majesties- A 100 BC Update #12

The day after Ella slept with Waylon, the household got a new male maid. His name was Trent Larson. Not only was he rather attractive, but he loved going over to pick up and play with the toddlers. This showed Ella that he loved kids, which was a good sign he would be willing to be her next assistant with the challenge.

Ella did nothing to influence the number of children she would have. The last thing she needed was another set of triplets. Even twins would be too much for her to handle. She hoped she would not have natural multiples. At a time when Emberly, Rowan, and Hazel were preoccupied, Ella took her chance to get a bit of "her" time in. That moment would be the moment when she went into labor though.

She waddled her way up into the nursery. After a lot of groaning, pushing, and complaining, Ella gave birth to a single baby boy. She named him Cedric. He turned out to be a werewolf. That Ella could still give birth to werewolf children even though she was a human herself was something I forgot when I made her heir. I love Ella, but werewolves are my least favorite Supernatural. Guess I'm just going to have to get used to them.