Two months pass beyond Eros’s sealed nursery, though no message or visitor crosses its threshold. Inside, divine light hums through the walls around Rosmira and Nayla, steady as a second heartbeat.
Within their luminous protections, Rozlen and Nataly are visibly more developed. One draws in quick, bright pulses; the other answers with a slower rhythm, both familiar now rather than overwhelming.
Rose-gold radiance gathers near the nursery doors. Eros steps through, towering and serene, her long pink hair spilling over a body traced with soft starlight.
Eros
My cherished mothers, the children have reached their next stage. Their birth can no longer be postponed indefinitely, though neither child will be hurried against your consent.
The two protections brighten in response. Rozlen reaches eagerly toward the surrounding power, while Nataly’s glow steadies beside her, each child answering Eros in a distinct voice.
Nayla
So they are ready to begin, but still listening to us. Tell us what the next stage asks of their mothers.
Eros
It asks for presence, honesty, and one shared choice. Before I open the nursery’s final ward, what do you both wish your children to hear first?
“Eros i think we should wait taking them to earth. For now let them know they are special and very gifted. But ros takes out her phone and takes a few pictures first.”
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Rosmira
I think we should wait before taking them to Earth. For now, let them know they are special and very gifted.
Rosmira raises her phone and takes several pictures through the nursery’s soft radiance. The images catch two distinct little silhouettes, one quick and bright, the other calm and steady, without disturbing either child.
Rose-gold light gathers around the children, carrying Rosmira’s affectionate message through the shared warmth. Rozlen answers with eager pulses, while Nataly’s steadier glow turns gently toward her voice.
Eros
They hear you, cherished mother. Rozlen and Nataly know they are special, gifted, and deeply welcomed, without mistaking that gift for an obligation.
Eros
I agree that Earth can wait. Their first journey should happen when you and Nayla are ready, not because their power makes anyone impatient.
Nayla’s hand settles beside Rosmira’s, and the two unborn children glow together beneath the final ward. Eros leaves the nursery open to patience, while Rosmira’s new pictures rest safely on her phone.