#mathilda silva

Nymphea: So, is there any way for us to protect the crystal at 100%? Valentina: Literally 100% or only possibly 100%? Nymphea: Literally. Eis: Damn, that is going to be difficult... Zinnia: We attack the Kiras and Vermillions directly all together, that is the only way! Cassandra: But that leaves our crystal unprotected, idiot! Zinnia: Who are you calling idiot? Nebel: No need to fight each other, the other royals are already enough for now. Lavinia: Well, it's just a game... The others won't really try to kill us, right? Nymphea: Well, we wouldn't need to be extra cautious if Diego wouldn't have insulted Yogan. Diego: I only called him a boring bloody bookworm who only reads, that's all. Loreleï: You forgot that he has Lava magic. Odette: And that he is scary especially with calm anger. Nanthilde: And that his mother is Mereoleona Vermillion. Valentina: And Airgid insulted auntie Mimosas children, somehow. Loreleï: Seriously, little brother? Can't you use your brain for once? Nemo: He can't, he has mom's temper with dad's stupidity. Not a good mix. Airgid: I just told Jacinto, Iris and Amaryllis that their mother is mostly a healer and not a warrior. Nymphea: Airgid, you are my cousin and I love you, but you should stop dismiss healers. Loreleï: Do you want mom and dad hear about it? You know how much they care four auntie Mimosa. Airgid: I'm not afraid... please don't tell them! Cassandra: Great, I thought we only needed to watch out for the Kiras, now the Vermillions are also a big threat. Great job. Eis: Okay, so what can we do to protect the crystal fully? Nymphea: We might need a special crystal protector. Nemo: Someone with big magic powers! Nebel: That is all of us, idiot, we are royalty. Nanthilde: Maybe someone crazy enough to not only defend, but to also attack? Lavinia: But who in their right mind would be crazy enough... Oh. Everyone: *turns towards Mathilda* Valentina: That would work. Loreleï: But she is the youngest of our generation. Eis: Yet she punched uncle Yami to sit on the floor when she was only a month old. And then there was the ball incident when she was one year old... Airgid: Let's not talk about that one! Diego: Beloved little sister, do you want the Silvas to win? Mathilda: Yep. Odette: Do you want to do something crazy? Mathilda: Always. Nebel: Do you want to attack and defend together? Mathilda: Ok. Zinnia: Do you want to let your Water Magic go wild? Mathilda: Is that even a question? Nymphea: It's settled, you will protect our crystal. And show no other mercy than life to our adversaries. Mathilda: HELL YEAH! Cassandra: Our parents might be shocked... But at least we will win. And they did.

Nebra knew her reflection in the mirror by heart. She saw herself grow in mirrors since she was old enough to remember. How many times did she stared within mirrors after her mother died, to try and discover any traits she might have gotten from Acier? How many times has observed herself, to see if she looked like a proper princess, be it for a ball, if she was looking good enough for a noble circle and if she was trying an outfit that might have been more or less Zoras taste somehow?

Zora… The peasant that became her husband due to circumstances. A pain in the fucking ass, but the only man in the world that matched her will to hunt, to talk and to never bend. Plus the best partner she could wish for when it came to talk down nobles and to put those assholes in their places.

And that peasant now royal was indirectly another reason for her countless observations at her reflection.

Nebra sighed deeply as she put her shirt up a bit, just enough to reveal her belly. And the pregnancy stripes.

This was a trait she definitely got from her mother and it was a bit of a consolation. Acier also got those weird looking stripes with each pregnancy. It must be a Silva thing, since Noelle got them too when she was pregnant with Loreleï, Airgid and Nemo. A little something she got in common with her little sister.

But of course, this wasn’t only a Silva typical mystery. Rosette wasn’t born Silva and she got pregnancy stripes too, be it with Eis or with Nanthilde. Well, it wasn’t a surprise, Solids wife was incredibly thin, it was bound to happen.

Vanessa was the only one had practically had more or less dream pregnancies and didn’t get any pregnancy stripes. Not with the twins, not with Lavinia and even not with surprise baby Cassandra. Nebra sometimes was about envious about Nozels wife, because she never had to think twice before she could wear a bikini. Okay, Rosette didn’t either, but she never felt any complex about those stripes anyway and this was a detail.

But there was a difference between Nebra and Acier, Noelle and Rosette. All of them got pregnant a few times and only one baby each. While Nebra only got pregnant once… and gave birth to four babies at once.

Nebra groaned as she remembered the admirative statement of the mid-wife. That she had a body perfectly build to give birth to more than one or two babies at once. Well, thank you very much, it was great to have a rare body for something that was terribly painful already for just one brat alone, so what about four?

They shouldn’t have been surprised. Twins run into the Silva family, the birth of Nozels and Vanessas twin daughters was just another reminder. But when twins run into a family, there was also a small chance that triplets or quadruplets or more could be born. Everyone knows that, but why expecting something that was already a rarity? Quadruplets even more than triplets!

And yet, it happened and Nebra was the lucky one to get that special four baby blessing. For once, she would have preferred to be normal than standing out.

It had been a pain to get four babies out and Nebra questioned her mother for having been ready to go through birth hell four times. But well, at the same time, Acier got for babies one after the other, not at the same time.

Plus having quadruplets somehow made Nebras pregnancy stripes a bit more prominent than Noelles, Rosettes or Aciers. At least, it was what Nebra was feeling.

In any case, she and Zora had decided that four children were enough. At least the pain was worth it. Diego, Odette, Nebel and Zinnia were a handful, but neither Zora nor Nebra would have exchanged them in any way. Those were THEIR children, enough reason to adore them. 

And Nebra also wasn’t sure that she would be able to have more, given the difficult birth she went through.

But that was proven wrong by her most recent discovery.

Nebra was grateful that Noelle, Rosette and Vanessa supported her, especially when she got the confirmation. But she had needed some time alone and of course, she called for Zora to come. It concerned him as well.

All Nebra hoped now that she would get rid of her current shock, it was a pain in the ass. And she needed a clear mind facing Zora with those news.

“What a way to order me to come like that, Little Miss Royal. I’m your husband, not your butler, the stupid wedding bad should be a reminder that shit.”

And of course her husband peasant turned royal just couldn’t wait until she calmed down a bit to appear. Granted, she had asked him to come quickly, but this was a detail. He could have made her wait to piss her off, like he adored to do.

“You could have knocked, you know.”

“Nah, we’re married, courtesy has no place in it.”

“Nozel, Asta and even Solid are doing this with their wives!”

“Your braided bro is a sickening gentleman and got lucky Vanessa swoons for that. Asta can’t make the difference, he is just that kind and Noelle still got headaches because he is still often an idiot. As for your other bro, he got married to one of the only good nobles out there, so he better be polite with Ro.”

Well, since Rosette was loved by everyone in their family, Nebra couldn’t argue with the last part. But she wouldn’t tell Zora that and besides, he might know it already.

“So, what is so important that I have to go see you instead of pranking Magna and Luck after coming back from a mission? Okay, cap was in a foul mood because apparently one of us disturbed him while he was with captain Charlotte in bed, so there is a good reason why I didn’t hesitate to rush here. So, what’s going on? Is one of the kiddos sick?”

“No.”

“Have they done something to some ancient Silva family object that was in the fucking family for centuries?”

“No. Okay, Diego and Zinnia used an ancient shield from seven centuries ago to skate down the stairs, but this belonged to our jerk of a father, so it doesn’t matter.”

“Did they insult a powerful noble who is now shitting on the Silvas?”

“I wish, nobles are getting bolder lately, they deserve a good talk down again. But no, it’s not that either.”

“Please don’t tell me you only summoned me here like a dog because you’re hungry or somethin’.”

“Now that you mention it, I wouldn’t mind this Hino dish made with raw fish.”

“Geez, don’t you hate that one? The only time when you were willingly craved for that was when… when… you were expecting the kiddos.”

The slow realization was plain on Zoras face as he sat down on the bed. And only then Nebra realized that she spilled the beans. Granted, she hadn’t thought at all about how to tell him that she was pregnant, but this would do it. It wasn’t very royal, for sure. But Nebra was pregnant right now, she had the best excuse to currently not have the patience to act like a proper royal.

Nebra sighed and joined Zora on the bed. He was processing and despite his many flaws, she couldn’t blame him for that. They hadn’t talked about having other children. Why even, they got for at once the first time, it was more than enough! And now…

“How long?”

“Huh?”

“How long do you know?”

“Just today. And before you ask, I went to see Owen already, so he knows. Noelle, Rosette and Vanessa know as well, they were with me. In fact, it was Vanessa and Rosette who had the first suspicions.”

Zora remained calm, visibly still under shock. Nebra let him be, but she couldn’t help but start feeling kinda anxious. Why? She didn’t know and she hated it.

Slowly, she took Zoras hand in hers. He didn’t back away. A small relief.

“Well, that’s something.”

“You can say that, peasant.”

“Hey, I’m technically not a peasant anymore since I’m married to your royal ass! Plus, I’m the fucking dad of your kiddos, remember?”

“Peasant turned royal.”

“Yeah, and I still have no idea how this happened. But back on the brat topic…”

Nebra waited for him to continue. And Zora probably waited for her to continue, as silence settled again between them.

Nebra hated that. She had to say something, since her oaf of a husband has apparently decided to remain in shock. Silence won’t bring them anything right now!

“Do you think you can be happy about it?”

And they both spoke up.

Zora and Nebra just stared at each other. Irritated, which was already better than shock.

Nebra sighed again – how many times has she sighed today? She probably made a new record – and put her free hand on her belly. “I didn’t have time to think about that. To focused on the shock. But I’m not against it. It just… wasn’t planned.”

“Yeah. I can get that. But if your braided bro can be happy about their own surprise brat, maybe we can too?”

“We’re not Nozel and Vanessa, not to mention that they had only three children when Cassandra was born. We… have four already.”

“What’s the difference between three and four?”

“A big one in my books.”

Nebra sighed again, adding to her new record in the making. “I’m not against this new child, that is certain. It was a pain to put those four disasters out of my womb, but if there is something we can agree on, is that it was worth it.”

“While you were expecting the four brats, you often woke me up in the middle of the night because you had a pregnancy mood starve for something specific that you can only get at one specific point in the whole kingdom and I have to fly hours there and back to get it, while most often the starving mood was over once I got back. You had crying attacks for hours even at the Black Bulls base that had shocked my squadmates so much that they got a panic attack, even the captain that he dared to interrupt his toilet breaks and one time Charmy had even thought that she made horrible food for you to cry that much. Not to mention that you nonstop insulted me while you were giving birth, shocking the mid-wife and the servants with your cursing words. But yeah, it was worth it.”

“Rude, how dare you remind me of those awful moments?”

Zora just snickered and Nebra grinned in return. But her eyes went back to her belly. It was still flat, but it won’t stay that way. She remembered how it was when she was expecting her quadruplets. Her belly had been enormous, not even Vanessa had been that fat when she had been pregnant with Nymphea and Valentina.

“I hope this time it will only be one.”

“Fuck, peasant, I hope this too. I’m not even ready for having four babies at once again! Imagine, eight children with only two pregnancy, how fucking crazy is that? No, please just one or two at worst, but not more!”

“What not more, mum?”

Nebra and Zora flinched and turned around, only to see their four children at the door frame, looking at their parents with big eyes. Diego and Zinnia had a smug on their faces, while Odette and Nebel observed them as if they try to decide if it they should be shocked, roll their eyes or laugh.

Another sigh escaped Nebras lips. A happy one. Yes, she loved her four children no matter what. Even though the six of them definitely weren’t a typical harmonious family, even by commoners standards.

“Come here, you little disasters. Your father and I have something to tell you.”

Nebra quickly exchanged a glance with Zora. Of course they had to tell their quadruplets that they will have a sibling in a few months. They just hadn’t thought about it yet. Well, duh, that new pregnancy got them by surprise, they had a good excuse!

The quadruplets climbed onto the bed and sat in front of their parents, waiting with various degrees of curiosity. Nebra smiled with affection as she glanced at her seven-year old children. Born at the same time, yet different.

Diego, looking like a mini-Zora without the mask, but with the blue eyes and the red hair, with a weakness for pranks and talking down on nobles.

Odette, who promised to become a true beauty with those silver silky curls and the blue eyes, a kind princess but with a mystery touch as spooky stories were already her favourite kind of literature.

Nebel, the one who got Nebras mist magic, looking so sweet with his pale pink hair and the purple eyes, mix of his parents, a true gentleman who loved poetry and violins, while still looking down on many nobles and the one quadruplet who was the best with the infamous Silva glare.

Zinnia, who was mini-Nebra except for the pink hair, a stronger shade than Nebels, big on pranks and who was already a master at kicking or punching.

How will the unborn baby end up like?

“Okay, you brats, in a few months you all will be older brothers and older sisters, congratulations.”

Leave it to Zora to not beat around the bush. But Nebra would give him that, it was better than to prepare their brats mentally for half an hour or something. That would have been a waste of time anyway.

She carefully observed the quadruplets. There was no motion for a few seconds. Then…

“Nice joke, try again.”

Diego and Zinnia.

“Really? That’s so cool!”

Odette and Nebel.

While Odette and Nebel immediately crawled to Nebra and touched her belly – the quadruplets never believed the tale with the stork in any way – Diego and Zinnia were still waiting for their parents to tell it was just a joke. Which didn’t happened.

Nebra and Zora just stared back at them with a smug grin and the two slowly realized that it wasn’t a dumb joke. The slow surprise on Diegos and Zinnias faces was just perfect as they gradually understood what it implied.

“Wait! Does that mean that we will have a sibling that is years younger than us and not born the same day?”

“Like it is with all of our cousins?”

“Seriously you brats, is this what you get out of the news?”

“Shut up, dad!”

“Little Miss Royal, your kiddos are not acting very royal.”

“They are also your brats, peasant, so you are to blame for that.”

Zora showed her the middle-finger, to which Nebra answered by pulling her tongue at him. Nozel and Noelle always got in despair each time they acted like that around their own children.

Besides, the quadruplets weren’t even focusing on those impolite gestures, as all four of them were concentrating on Nebras belly, wondering and commenting about the baby, if it will be a brother or a sister, what name it will get and who will be the “mentor” of said sibling.

For the first time since she got the news, a genuine and big smile appeared on Nebras lips. Actually, despite the pain in the ass it will be, despite the pregnancy stripes, she was happy to have a baby again.

But please only one this time!

♣♣♣

Months later, 24th November of the same year…

“Woah, she is so tiny!”

“Zinnia, you were that tiny too when you and your siblings were born.”

“Really, dad? Hard to believe, I’m a big girl now!”

Zora hold himself back to reply that she was now only eight years old, which wasn’t making her a big girl yet. But okay, compared to her newborn little sister…

He looked at the tiny baby in his arms. Thankfully, Mathilda wasn’t crying anymore, but she still looked kinda crazy around her. For some reason, Zora had the feeling that this little one will be a bigger pain in the ass than the quadruplets ever were.

Thank goodness, it was only one baby this time. Another bunch of quadruplets would have been too much and too weird. And thank goodness that the birth wasn’t long, which meant that Nebra didn’t have time to curse him.

Mathilda Silva, born in roughly twenty minutes. A record within royalty, Zora had no reason to not believe it.

Zora looked at the quadruplets, who didn’t get tired to look at their new baby sister. Heck Diego even started to make faces at Mathilda, only to get weird glares from the baby and elbow punches by Odette.

“So, can I have a glance at the baby I gave birth too or do you five want to keep her away forever?”

“You got her in your womb for nine months, Little Miss Royal, so don’t complain that we get priority to look at her.”

Still, Zora handed Mathilda at Nebra who cradled the baby. The genuine affection in her eyes was truly something. Zora knew that his wife was a bitch in many ways. But she was his bitch and there was a heart behind this fucking pride. And her love for their children couldn’t be truer, despite all crap.

“Red hair and magenta eyes… That is a strong eye-catcher for sure,” Nebra commented while poking Mathildas nose softly.

“What did you expect? This is us, of course it’s going to be some kind of wild mix one way or another. Look at the other brats.”

Said brats now climbed on the bed to continue their closer look at their new sister, Odette and Nebel holding Diego and Zinnia back to climb on Nebra.