Book 11: Chapter 31
“Son… There’s no point in you waiting here. You can’t help Lucia.”
I raised my head up in a hazy state from Lucia’s bed. I turned around to see Mommy Vyvyan holding a small bottle in her hand. She sighed. “I am not willing to acknowledge what Father said, but what he said was true, my dear son. Lucia doesn’t have enough mana to nurture the child in her body.”
“Are you saying that this is the same for all elves? Are you saying that she can’t raise a child just because of her background? If that was the case, why did you want for me to marry Lucia in the first place?”
Vyvyan sighed. She then walked up behind me and softly replied, “I never supported your marriage with her from the start. Your child with Lucia is a violation of the Galadriel’s tribe to begin with. Son, you should marry somebody with the same lineage superiority as you. That way, you will be able to give birth to a normal child; even I would do. This is how we elves have continued to reproduce and survive until now. Elves encourage free love, but those romances may never come to fruition. That’s why the integrity of elven mana has been able to be maintained.”
I turned my head around to look at Vyvyan. I smiled helplessly. “This is the first time I’ve felt elves were such cruel creatures. Two people loving each other, and yet they can’t be together. And the reason that they can’t be together isn’t because of their family backgrounds, but because of lineages and mana stopping them from having children!”
Vyvyan sighed. She handed me the bottle in her hand. “This is the elven spring water. You can get Lucia to wake up for a while by using this pure elven mana. However, she can only stay awake for a while, as the child will instantly absorb virtually all of the mana.”
“Mom, I want to know something.” I took the bottle. I looked at Vyvyan. “Who exactly does this child belong to?”
Vyvyan froze She kept silent for a long while. She lowered her head and interlocked her fingers. She didn’t answer my question. However, that was the equivalent of answering my question. I sighed feeling hopeless. “It’s not your fault, mom. It’s not your fault. I’m very grateful that you helped Lucia and I and put up with my wilful desires.”
I reached my arm out to hug Vyvyan. She wrapped her arms around me gently. She rested her head on my shoulder. I could feel her shaking a little. She hugged me and softly replied, “It’s all right. It’s all right, my son. It’s all right, my dear son. I’m your mom. Mommy will protect you no matter what you do, when or what you want to do. Mommy will always protect you.”