Kuina had that feeling that to her the little girl was the world itself and without her, she cannot enjoy a simple flower or the rising sun. There was nothing she wouldn't do to keep her safe from harm, but she cannot protect her forever. She can only be there when she falls and stand back while she reaches for the stars.
Yes! She was sure the little girl can, she was her girl after all. She had that sudden feeling and as though to confirm her feeling the little girl turned her head in her direction for the first time since the start, no words can't be used to describe the little girl's beauty, she was like a doll, she had heterochromia eyes, her left eye was golden, strangely this eye remains her of her own and as for her right eye, it was purple a beautiful green eye.
The little girl opened her mouth and said,
''Mom, it's time to go back.''
It was like an electric shock passed through her body, she couldn't talk and finally when she was about to speak everything started melting, becoming blurry and before the little girl disappeared she mumbled something and reading her lips movement she was able to comprehend her words,
In reality, Kuina snapped her eyes open, and finally, after many months she woke up.
Her eyes were muddy as she took in her surrounding. A shadow immediately materialized and bowed.
''Welcome back princess, should I call your mother?" The shadow asked.
At the moment Kuina had regained most of her senses shook her head and raised a question instead.
''Where is she?"
''In the garden.'' The shadow responded before Kuina dismissed her saying she'd go there herself later if she finished taking a bath.
After the shadow vanished Kuina sighed.
''I miss you, my husband.'' She couldn't hide the longing in her voice. She knew Alex couldn't be here as by now he would be in that place as they planned. Nevertheless, a part of her had hoped he would be by her side when she woke up, how good that would have been.
''Forget it, let's take a bath and go see Mother.'' Kuina rose to her feet while caressing her tummy, her face when she did this was the epitome of gentleness. If someone were to see the current Kuina they would say she looks like a caring mother proud of her child.
Half of an hour later, Kuina had finished and was already dressed.
Her majestic dress flows from top to bottom and has a semi-sweetheart neckline, which delicately reveals the delicate dress worn below it. The flowing, buttoned-up fabric of her dress covers her stomach where the continuous flow is broken up by a simple leather belt worn quite low around her waist.
Below the leather belt, the dress flows down and hides the dress below. The front of the top dress is shorter at the front and curves outwards, the back continues to flow a fair length behind her and ends in a broad tip.
Her sleeves are incredibly long and a little wide, their flow is broken up below the shoulder where they're divided by thick, modest bands, these are the same fabric and color used to outline the bottom of the dress.
''This is not bad. I feel alive. I miss everyone.''
Kuina then leaves the bedroom heading to the garden.
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A neatly trimmed plot of grass is surrounded by luscious hedges and climbing plants. A pond's built in the front left of the garden, home to many frogs, bugs, and other creatures.
The flower beds are pretty much overgrown, taken over by the other, bigger plants; they're a unique, miniature world. The hedges and climbing plants reach 1m/3ft high, but this is deliberate, as they grow far bigger in the wild. Various stones hint at paths around the garden, almost taking people by the hand in order to show them the best sights. Roots are starting to reclaim even all pieces of land, eager to expand their dominion.
The pond can be admired even from every side of the garden. The flower beds certainly attract attention too, and the hedges and climbing plants make sure they're paid attention to as well, but everything will always be overshadowed by the pond.
The afternoon sunlight dappled through the trees and the flowers onto an attractive duo who were sitting across from each other at a porcelain-white table on the lawn. With a maid waiting on the side, the two took sips from their teacups in a refined manner and engaged in conversation that was every bit as pleasing to their palates as the tea.
It was Kuina's mother and her female attendant. They were talking about important things.
When suddenly Kuina's mother smiled as she felt her daughter's presence. Her female attendant felt it too.
''Congratulation the princess woke up after months in the coma.'' She said with a smile while at the same time standing to give the mother-daughter pair some space to discuss.
''Greetings princess, glad to see you back.''
"I'm happy to see you too Aunt,'' Kuina responded while staring at the fox lady before her.
ραΠdαsΝοvel.cοm Black, long hair tight in a ponytail reveals a fresh, time-worn face. Smart amber eyes, set handsomely within their sockets as she stared lovingly at Kuina.
Camila Foxia is her name, she is Kuina's aunt, the youngest of her mother's sisters.
After Camila left, Kuina sat across from her mother. The two didn't say anything other than simply staring at each other as if it was a staring contest and after what seemed to be an eternity Kuina's mother was the first to break the silence.
A slow smile worked its way across her face and into her eyes.
''I'm glad that you are back my sweetheart.'' Her mother said before adding.
''I miss you too much my sweetheart.''
''I miss you too mother,'' Kuina responded and a smile of joy and satisfaction lit up her eager face.
Indeed she missed her mother she couldn't deny this truth but the two weren't the type to go too emotional, therefore she moved toward the topic she wished to discuss with her mother, it was why she sought her as soon as she woke up.
Immediately after the smile on Kuina's face faded and her expression became ardent.
Staring straight into her mother's golden eyes which were like the blazing sun, Kuina hesitated for a while before finally opening those scarlet lips and dropping a bomb.
''Mother you know I'm pregnant.''
Time seemed to have stopped at those words.
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