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After a moment of unsettling concern, the midwife handed Ezerella the baby. His skin was like slate, and his head was covered in a thin, bloody mess of snowy hair. The child looked like the spitting image of its mother, and even if Ezerella could begin to recall his father’s looks, she was sure she wouldn’t find any of his traits in the baby’s features.

Ezerella smiled and held the baby close to her chest. She looked up to see the other women watching in shock, unable to comprehend what they were seeing.

“That’s impossible,” the midwife muttered as if to assure herself she was hallucinating.

After another moment of incredulous, tense silence, a guard standing by the door scurried out of the chamber. Ezerella barely paid any attention to the commotion around her. She held her son close to her bosom, stroking his slick, soft head with a tender smile on her lips.

It didn’t take long for the ralzana to arrive. She stopped at the foot of the bed and gazed at mother and son with an unreadable expression. Ezerella only smiled, tightening her grasp on the bundle in her arms, and announced very plainly that his name, after the once highly revered hero of Drakkiri folktale, was Auron.