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"Junix," Jonathan spoke from behind her, touching her back, causing her to jump and fall on her bottom. "what happened, are you alright?"
Junix looked down sadly. “Junix got into a fight.” She said and then hear her self speak in the third person. “ I got into a fight. These girls...they were like the Unseelie...” She said. They weren't’ nearly as bad as the Unseelie but they picked on her as they did. During times of peace but during times of War. The Unseelie did horribly things to her. Physical things.
“Junix is a Summer Fae. A Summer girl...” She said sounding defeated. Unknown to most, Summer girls were often chased by royal men, due to their high energy and willingness for certain activities but since the death of the King, Summer girls weren’t used as the last two rulers were women. Summer girls are still looked down upon, They were the human equivalent to a concubine.
During the War, The Unseelie saw her, and made sure to remember her Summer girl heritage.
“I got angry...I struck her...She made me remember horrible things...” She said and the Junix began to sob, pulling her legs up to her chin and burying her head in her legs.

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Still somewhat high from the events of moments ago, Symone caught her breath. To think, she’d have that for the rest of her life. She couldn’t be any happier.
She watched Dahvie’s expression as he reached his hand toward her belly. She smiled softly as he hesitantly touched her moist skin. She knew there was nothing there but just as she was before, he probably couldn’t believe there was a child growing in there. Theirs. Her smile grew as his did and she placed her hand over his. "What do you reckon it's going to be, a boy or a girl?" he asked and Sym sighed thoughtfully. "I think girl, but then again I'm not as intuitive as you women usually are."
She looked down at her belly. A girl. How nice that would be. She use to imagine as a little girl, with her dolls caring for a baby girl. She smiled. It would be just as grand if she bore Dahvie a son. “ I don’t care which honestly.” She said and then giggled. “ But a girl is the only one we have a name for.” She said laughing happily, still holding his hand to her stomach.

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Erieda stood up herself, she changed into her bra and panties, and slid on her jeans and sleeveless turtleneck. She pulled her gold and black hair from collar and ran her fingers through it a few times before deeming it decent. Alex had finished dressed at the same time. "Ready when you are," He said with a grin. "If you're making food, shouldn't I get Symone and Dahvie downstairs?". Erieda arched an eyebrow. “If they are in her bedroom, I don’t think I want you to do that. Can’t have you walking in on something and killing the poor boy.” She said with a laugh. She did love teasing her husband from time to time. She was Fae after all. She walked up behind him, resting her chin on his shoulder and wrapping her arms around his waist. “ You know I love you, right?” She asked him, it was rhetorical but still.