Her body was devastated, yet it was her heart that felt the most broken. Neither child was born healthy. It felt like a failing on her part, in a way. What could she have done better? What could have made this a more joyous day? The healers were concerned as to whether either child would survive.

Arthur insisted on holding off with names for a week. The healer had suggested a month. It was all dreafully overwhelming. Earth found herself crying every so often throughout the day. Then the next day had come. And the news reached her later into the day. The slow crying had turned to sobs. How could this truly have occured?