305 Celebrations

Walked into the throne room; the pin-drop silence following the speech returned to the norm. Claps echoed around after which conversations resumed. "Father," called Eira, "-what are we supposed to do?" she asked giving a glance to Xula who held Lizzie.

 "I suppose we should converse with the guests," looking down, the face felt lighter than before.

 "Staxius," a soft voice called from behind, "-could you please take care of Lizzie," her eyes wandered upstairs. Many of her friends had come and were eagerly awaiting her return. 

 "Of course, do enjoy thyself," held in a cradle, Lizzie slept as if all the noise were naught. As for Xula, she climbed the stairs with screams of joy resounding down.

 "Eira,"

 "Yes?" she who had been staring the babe had her eyes glow.

 "Do you want to maybe hold your little sister?" he asked.

 "N-not right now," she stepped away, "-I'm a little on edge. I fear that I might drop her," her face stared away.