Chapter 110. Celine.
Yo. The Library of Van Shi Tong.
Three pairs of eyes watched with bated breath as a massive green bud slowly began to unfurl, as if in slow motion. The spacious room, once filled with empty space, was now engulfed in greenery.
"I hope it's a girl!" I silently prayed. I have nothing against boys, and I wouldn't shortchange my bloodline, but... I really want a daughter! It feels like, even from my past life, I've always wanted a girl. She'd be an extension of my woman, a new piece of her and me... Or am I just biased?
"For the child's safety, we can examine them immediately..." Van Shi Tong was already scheming in his mind, eager to touch the new, unexplored life.
Over the next few seconds, the outer layer of the bud began to dissolve into the air. Soon, Driya herself appeared. With her eyes closed, held by vines, she cradled something—or someone—in her arms.
"Everything seems fine," I thought with immense relief, finding no visible issues.
"Driya," I whispered, afraid to take the first step.
A second later, she opened her eyes, filled with confusion and bewilderment. But in an instant, they were replaced by happiness and love. Her gaze fell on the precious bundle in her arms.
"Come closer," she whispered, carefully rising.
Gaya and I, as if enchanted, cautiously approached, trying to glimpse the tiny spirit-child. I had no doubts about the nature of my child. I could clearly sense the active, uncontrolled bursts of energy—earth, water, and nature—interspersed with a heavier life force.
"A girl!" I wanted to shout it at the top of my lungs, but for now, I kept it to myself. In Driya's arms lay a little girl, about three years old, super sweet and adorable. Her tiny face was a copy of Driya's, except for her bright green hair. Her skin, however, was unmistakably human. In the future, she'd surely be one of the most beautiful girls, embodying the best of both human and spirit. Her most striking feature was the large flower resting on her head. Pink petals and a circle of yellow tubes, like a daisy, reminded me of an earthly anemone—or windflower—though I hadn't found its equivalent here.