felix felicis

VAI The huntress The sound of his cries was all Vai needed to know he was healthy, and whatever else happened she could deal with it. He'd been born with a good set of lungs and was clearly very unimpressed with the world, and she was laughing even as happy tears pricked in the corner of her eyes. Sitting back obediently, she received the boy with a quiet and sincere murmur of thanks to Phoebe, even if she took back the flower crown seemingly just as soon as she had placed it upon her head. With the removal of the magical item, oh, but did Vai know what she had just gone through, and where there had been bliss previously, now it was marred by pain, by fatigue, by every effort it had taken to bring her son into the world. Hushing the baby and cradling him close, it didn't take long for him to settle. His bawling quietened to the odd cry, then to a quiet cooing as he was rocked for the first time by his mother. Compared to the delivery, the smaller contractions that signalled the afterbirth were nothing, and Vai glanced to Phoebe with a thoroughly content smile. "His name is Felix," she told her softly, before the look in her eyes became amused. "I'll let you take care of this, then I'll make us some tea, yeah?"