Blair
Cinders was the smallest system they had stopped at so far. The databanks of the ‘Skreap’ claimed moe than hundred million people spread throughout the system itself, and the nearby sub-systems. The System of Cinders though held less than forty million, and more than thirty million of that was on the lone world of Cinders. The rest were spread about around the system, mostly on the minor world of Raventusk, and the Star Fortress of Port Royal, and the outer asteroid field Harbour.
Cinders was another system which fell directly to King Oswald. Blair had quickly learned that King Oswald’s own personal power base made him much more powerful than the King of the Salians. He was as powerful as any of his lords, and it seemed the king sought to gain more. Cinders itself though had been left in the ancient hands of the Bishop of Cinders.
Cinders was one of the older Fabian Bishopships in the Dragon’s Head Nebula. Blair couldn’t remember how old. It was one of the early one to be created by the King’s of Daxholm. It wasn’t as old as the Bishopships of the Kingsgate sector, which were the first of the Old Blood worlds to embrace the faith, but it nonetheless had a vast, and well known history.
“Do you think he will be able to tell?” Blair asked as she looked in the mirror.
“Tell?” Ansel asked
“It’s only been three weeks,” Redwyne told Blair. “You can’t even be sure that it will take, let alone that anyone can tell.”
Blair looked at her friend, and handmaiden with a cold face for a moment. “It will take,” she said sternly, although she knew Flower was right. It was still too early, and her body could react, but she knew it wouldn’t. She was young, and healthy, and she wanted a child. It might not be the heir, but it would still be a prince.
“I didn’t mean…” Flower said, and looked away.
Blair smiled. “I know Flower. It’s possible, but the doc says all signs look good. There could be a miscarriage, even with all the tech in the galaxy, but there wont be, there can’t be,” she hold her handmaiden.
Flower nodded. “You look beautiful.”
“When will you tell the king?” Ansel asked.
Blair let out a sigh. “Before we leave Cinders,” she told Ansels, and turned to look at herself in the mirror. “I’ll give it a few more days, visit the doctor again just to make sure it’s not gas,” she said with a chuckle as she looked at Flower.
“What will you call it?” Yordana asked.
“I don’t know,” Blair said as she starred at herself in the mirror. “Something royal,” she said with a smirk. She reached down, and placed her hands on her flat stomach. “She was concived on the world of Daxholm, home of kings after all.”
“She?” Ansel asked with a grin.
“She,” Blair agreed, but never took her eyes off the mirror.
