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The Last Dragonlord's Life	By : queenofthediamonddogs Category: M through R > Merlin (BBC) > Merlin (BBC) Views: 1779 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter IV

The nights were the hardest for Hunith. Every night she wore Balinor's abandoned shirt to feel his closeness but she would rather have his arms around her than wear his tunic. She prayed every night that he would return but for a few months knights returned to the village, in case Balinor returned. In those months Hunith's stomach began to expand and the villagers noticed. Many other villages would have thrown her out of her home and out of the village but they excepted her and helped her.

Hunith seemed to be excepting the role as a mother to the unborn child in her womb and excepting the child to be like his father, if she believed the dream she had; the night their child was conceived. She waited everyday in hope that Balinor would return in time to know that the child in her womb was his child and would get to see the boy born. She hoped the dream was only partly true; the part where she had a son. She did not wish her child to have any magical abilities as she feared for his safety.

As she approached the sixth month of her pregnancy, she received a visitor; her brother, Gaius. “Gaius!” She exclaimed in delight as she embraced him as much as she could.

“Hunith?” He questioned as he looked down at her round stomach, which was forming delicately. “You're married?” He asked cautiously as the pair of them walked into the cottage.

Hunith turned her back on him and turned to the fire. “No. No I am not.” Speaking slowly as she stirred her broth. “It is Balinor's child.” Turning around to face her brother, who was still standing in the doorway. “Come in Gaius. You must be tired.” She pulled out the stool and gestured to the chair. “Sit down Gaius and I shall tell you the story.” Moving to the fire and spooning two bowls of soup, where there was a plate of bread slices in the middle of the small table. “Sit down Gaius.” She spoke more forcefully.

Gaius obeyed his sister and sat at the table. “Have you seen him since he left?”

Hunith shook her head slightly as she placed a bowl in front of her brother and the other in her place. “Eat up.” Smiling nervously as she stirred her soup slowly. “He doesn't even know about his child.” Her free hand lay on the top of her rounded stomach. “Don't hate me, Gaius. I loved... I love him and this baby is a little part of him.”

“If it is love that you two shared, then I shall not scold my little sister for it.” Smiling broadly as he watched her gently rub her thumb onto her stomach. “You suit being pregnant.” Eating the soup slowly.

“Thank you.” Reaching for a piece of bread, breaking it and dipping it into her soup. “Why are you here Gaius? You don't visit this often.” Laughing lightly as she nibbled at her bread.

“I came to see if you were safe and Balinor had gone on the run.” He continued to watch his sister as she ate slowly. “Come on. Tell me what happened.”

“It happened fast. We were continuously together and we were soon in love. I don't want to bore you with the details.” Blushing lightly on her cheeks as she concentrated on her food. “How long are you staying?”

“Just a night.” He smiled softly as he finished up his soup, waiting for her to finish her own food. “Like I said, it was just to check up on you. Make sure you were safe. Especially if they had caught him here with you.”

“I doubt I'd be here if they had caught us together.” Laughing nervously as she finished her own food, pushing the bowl away from her. Her breathing became ragged as her lips began to turn downward. “I miss him. I miss him so much.” She was soon crying into her hands and Gaius was at her side, his arm around her shoulder, comforting her. “I need him back. I'm scared Gaius.”

“Shhh... He will return soon. I know he will.” Whispered in her ear as he held her close as he could. “Soon you will have his baby in your arms and he will return to see you and to meet his child.”

“Do you believe that Gaius? Do you really think he will come back one day?” Tears staining her cheeks, raising her head to look at her older brother. “I want him to come back.”

“I believe he will.” Gaius nodded and took a cloth from his pocket to wipe his sister's tears away. “Now, you go and get some rest and I will clean up in here.” Hunith was about to argue when he raised his hand to stop her. “I will hear no arguments. My niece or nephew needs rest also.” Hunith never argued with Gaius, she respected him too much for that. She slowly stood up and made her way past her curtain, to change into Balinor's tunic and sleep with his scent close by.

As always the night was uneasy for Hunith again and she found it difficult to fall asleep immediately. Her child kicked as if to tell her that she would all right but she wasn't too sure. Silently she cried herself to sleep, dreaming of Balinor's return and they were a family. Getting married. Watching their son grow. But deep down in her heart, she knew that this would never happen.

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After Gaius left her, Hunith tried to get back into her routine but she was finding it hard to move as the remaining months of her pregnancy progressed. As her birthing time drew near, Hunith continuously looked out of her window in case Balinor returned but she was losing hope of his return. Her baby gave her a gentle kick as she sat on a stool, staring out of the window as the night drew in. “I think it is just you and me.” Rubbing the top of her stomach, watching the villagers retreat into their homes, to their families.

The gentle patter of rain started to hit her roof. She wrapped a shawl around her shoulders to keep warm from the cold night. Above the fire was a small pot of soup, heating slowly for her to eat. Most of the day she had been experiencing small back pains but it was to be excepted as the baby enjoyed pressing into her back.

As the night fell upon them, her back pains had moved to the front and they were painful to the point where she would cry out from the pains. Her neighbour, Helena, had heard her and was inside Hunith's cottage. “I guess your baby wishes to make its appearance.” She chuckled as she guided Hunith to her bed. “Have your waters broke?” Hunith could only shake her head as she took slow breaths to keep herself calm. “That is okay. Let me get you comfortable. Leon has gone to fetch the midwife for you.”

Soon the midwife was in the cottage and Hunith's waters had broke. Helena had helped her change into her nightgown and also to lay down on the bed. The rain grew heavier and soon the thunderstorm began, drowning out Hunith's cries. In one hand she gripped onto Helena's hand and in the other she was gripping onto Balinor's tunic. As the storm died away, the only sounds that filled the small cottage were the sounds of a baby's cries followed by excited voices. “It's a boy! It's a boy!”

Hunith lay back on her bed laughing and crying at the same time as the squalling baby was placed in her arms. “Ohh... ohhh... Shhh. It's all right. Mother's here.” She kissed the top of his head as his cried slowly died down. “Mother's here.” Cooing in his ear as the small boy, relaxed in her arms and stopped his cries.

“Congratulations Hunith.” Helena smiled proudly at the young woman. “Do you have a name for him?”

“Merlin.” Smiling down at her son. She remembered the dream she had and how she called him Merlin. “His name is Merlin.” Kissing the baby once again before the midwife took him, to check him over and to clean him up. “Thank you both.” Her smile was tired but there was definite emotion behind her eyes. She was happy that her son was finally born.

Once she was dressed her clean nightgown and her son placed into her arms, Hunith fell silent. She could not believe it. He was finally here. Her little bit of Balinor was back with her. The midwife and Helena left her alone to bond with her newborn son. “Hello Merlin.” She whispered softly at her sleeping son. “I'm your mother.” She spoke nervously. “And I'm going to take very good care of you. I just wish your father was here to see you.” Cradling him close to her as the rain slowly stopped. It was now dawn, the sun was peaking over the horizon as she sat silently cooing over her newborn son, who she knew would have a great life ahead of him.

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