OMG OMG OMG! DONE! FINALLY! OVER! I CAN HIT THE COMPLETE BUTTON ON MY STORY! EPI IS SHOTER THAN USUAL BUT JUST AS SWEET I THINK. ENJOY THE LAST CHAPTER!
Disclaimer: still don't own anything, I need to talk to my lawyer about this…
Edward's back hurt. His shoulders hurt. His arms hurt. His chest hurt. Why did he have to sleep on the ground? Weren't kings supposed to get special treatment? He'd blame Bella for setting this precedent of everyone being equal during war, but she was currently suffering worse than him, although she did get to sleep in a nice, warm, comfy bed. Edward could almost sob at the thought of the heavenly bed waiting for him at home.
Edward groaned and rolled off his mat on the ground and decided to stroll around outside. It wasn't like he'd be getting any sleep anyway. "Hello, there." Edward strolled up to the night guard. The guard spared Edward a glance and nodded silently, his eyes vigilantly scanning the woods before him. "Are we expecting someone?" Edward asked, knowing he was annoying the guard but bored enough to continue talking.
"No, my lord. But there are always little scavengers looking for extra food in these parts of the wilderness." The guard said calmly and loaded his gun.
Edward stepped back a little in alarm. He didn't think the guard would shoot him but there wasn't much other reason for loading the gun. The guard raised the gun and shot at an obscure point in the woods. Edward frowned in confusion, was this a subtly was of trying to make him go away? But then Edward heard a yelp and realized the guard was simply scaring away a wolf. How he'd known it was there was beyond Edward.
The guard lowered the gun and relaxed, finally turning towards Edward fully. "How my I serve you, My King?" He asked, bowing fully this time.
Edward waved off the formality. "How much longer until we reach home?" He asked.
The guard burst out into a grin. "It hasn't changed since the last time you asked, my lord."
Edward rolled his eyes. He was so anxious to reach Bella he'd taken to annoying everyone in an effort to make the trip pass by faster. "Any word from the queen?" He asked hopefully.
The guard shook his head. "You'd be the first to know."
Edward sighed, frustrated. This guard wasn't nearly as entertaining as the last one had been. They'd played cards all night long and General Graze had yelled at both of them before realizing that he was yelling at the King. "Thank you." Edward said and strolled away, walking around the boarders of the camp, hoping morning would come quickly. As he waited, he allowed his mind to drift.
Edward had managed to convince Bella not to expand Ixia's boarders. Now that Ixia and Aria were combined, there were plenty of things for the two of them to worry about. It also helped that due to the unlikely union, several uprisings had to be squashed, convincing Bella that now was not the time to gain more land.
But overall, their relationship was good. They already had a son, which put Bella's mind at ease. In her words, they had their heir and now they only needed a spare, hence Bella's situation right now: she was currently pregnant with The Spare. Edward hoped it would be a girl so he could have one of each. He wanted more children too but knew better than to push Bella. She was adamant on having as few as possible, and since she was the one carrying them for 9 months before they were born, she called the shots.
Edward grinned at the prospect of convincing Bella to have more children. Living in Cullenada, he'd had so much fun with his adoptive siblings. Plus, Rosalie and Emmett were already on their fourth child. It wasn't a competition or anything…but it would have been nice to give them a run for their money.
Edward started getting restless to get back to his family. Technically, he could order everyone to wake up and get ready to get a head start home but it would still take just short of forever to actually get moving.
"My lord! King Edward!" A messenger came running towards him, waving a letter.
Edward's head whipped to the sound and he met the messenger halfway, plucking the letter out of his hand and reading it, without preamble. The message was short and simple: The Queen has gone into labor.
Edward's heart started pounding, a grin stretching across his face. "Yes!" He laughed joyously, hugged the messenger and took off.
"My lord, where are you going?" One of the night guards asked as Edward hopped on a horse.
"Home. My lady is about to have a child!" He said giddily, sliding his feet in the stirrups.
"Wait! You need escorts." The night guard called but Edward had already taken off. Forget escorts, he knew how to take care of himself. Besides, he was in his own lands, who would hurt him here?
Edward was glad he'd chosen the fastest horse. He reached home at dawn, his horse on the verge of dehydration and his own legs aching from the constant ride. He stumbled off and slipped through the palace gates. One of the soldiers saw him and called for him to stop but Edward kept going, chucking his ring at the soldier so they would know who he was.
Inside the halls, Edward sprinted through the halls, sending looks at the servants to make sure they stayed quiet. Once he reached the royal chambers, he was sure to be extra quiet. If the wrong person caught him, he'd have to deal with all the pomp and decorum that wasted three hours of his life. All he wanted to do was see his wife and kids.
As he crept down the hall, Edward heard another set of footsteps. He's brow crumpled in a frown and he changed his route to see who it was. As Edward saw a young boy inching towards the door, his face lit up and he stifled a laugh. His son was so bad at creeping around. The flash of bronze hair gave him away immediately and he was breathing way too loudly. Edward held his breath and crept up behind his son, grabbing the child in one arm and clamping a hand on him mouth with the other hand so his scream wouldn't wake the entire palace.
"What do you think you're doing?" Edward breathed in his son's ear.
"Daddy!" The child looked up and hugged his father. "The medics won't let me see mommy." He pouted.
Edward laughed and scooped him in his arms. "It's okay, Arden. I'll take you." Edward held Arden tight, remembering the old bodyguard who had shown him how to stay alive. Bella and Edward had named their first born after Arden to forever eternalize Arden's sacrifice for Bella.
Arden snuggled in his father's embrace. "You smell gross." He complained softly.
Edward snickered. "You smell good."
Edward quietly picked the lock to his and Bella's suite and carefully opened the door. On a large bed in the middle of the room was a sleeping Bella, looking beautiful and exhausted. In her arms was the smallest child Edward had ever seen, wrapped in a soft pink blanket: it was a girl.
Edward put Arden down and quickly walked over to his new daughter. He gently pried her from Bella's arms and cradled her near him.
"Daddy, I want to see!" Arden tugged the hem of Edward shirt until Edward knelt down and both of them looked at her chubby pink cheeks and stubby little fingers. "She's so tiny." Arden said in awe, holding her hand.
"Yeah." Edward whispered, wrapping one arm around Arden to bring him closer. "And precious, too. Just like my son." Edward smiled at a beaming Arden and kissed both his children on the forehead. "Son, you need to sleep, okay? You can play with her in the morning."
Arden nodded and gave one last look at his baby sister before stumbling out of the room. Edward smiled and climbed on the bed to set his daughter down. He knew he should take a shower but he couldn't resist kissing his wife. "Thank you." He murmured, his lips brushing her forehead.
Bella mumbled and sighed in her sleep, her arms subconsciously reaching out to make sure her daughter was still here. Edward grinned and moved away.
When he returned, Bella was awake, holding their little girl in her arms. She looked up when he walked in. "Edward." Her tired eyes lit up and she held a hand out to him. "When did you come back?"
Edward slid in next to Bella and wrapped his arms around her. "A while ago. I was talking to our children while you were asleep." He grinned.
Bella laughed softly and kissed him. "I've missed you so much." She murmured.
"I did too. Maybe you should stop sending me away." Edward suggested with a wink.
Bella rolled her eyes. "You were the one that offered to go on my behalf."
Edward snorted. "Well, I wasn't going to send my pregnant wife out to a battle field."
Bella grinned and shrugged. "The fault is still yours." She looked down at her daughter and sighed happily. "Isn't she perfect?"
"Just like her mother." Edward agreed. "What's her name?"
Bella rolled her eyes again. "She's nameless. Old advisor Crum said she couldn't be named without her father's presence, even if we did decide on a name together already."
Edward's mouth curled in annoyance. "Someone needs to assassinate him." He muttered. "We'll give our little Elizabeth a name in the morning." He sighed, they'd named their daughter after his biological mother.
Bella laughed. "My wonderfully violent man. We'll make an Ixian out of you yet."
I CAN'T BELIEVE IT'S FINISHED. THIS STORY HAS TAKEN SOOO LONG. THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO READ, REVIEWED, AND GAVE THIS STORY ATTENTION. YOU GUYS KEPT ME GOING AND I'M SOO HAPPY IT'S FINALLY OVER. I MAY POST SOME OUTTAKES LATER BUT NOTHING SOON. THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU FOR ALL YOUR SUPPORT.