Yasenia's time ran out quickly. Each day was fun, filled with time with her family, so it flew by. Before she even realized it, the pull from Heaven was so prominent in her heart that it started bothering her concentration and ability to do subtle work. Be it her cooking, helping her dear ones with their professions, sparring with her children, or even cultivating, everything had become rather impossible.
Yasenia walked alone through the corridors of their house, her face torn between annoyance and acceptance. "Heaven, please. I know, so at least let me enjoy these last few days. I won't resist once the time comes, so could you stop pulling me?"
Imagine having someone grabbing your shirt and constantly pulling on it. Regardless of how you moved, that feeling never disappears and gets increasingly noticeable with time. That was the sensation in Yasenia's heart right now.
When the pulling didn't decrease, Yasenia sighed frustratedly. "Whatever, whatever. Do as you please."
Over the next two days, most of the girls and children noticed Yasenia's slightly worsening mood. They didn't know what she was feeling, but they understood resisting the call of Heaven wouldn't be a pleasant experience. So, they came together to discuss it.
Tatyana asked them. "What do you think we should do?"
Cecile took the initiative for once. "I think she should go. She is much worse than what she is showing." Cecile's beautiful forehead gently creased as her brows came together. "I don't want her last few days with us to have the lingering aftertaste of annoyance she is currently feeling. So, letting her go is best."
Evelyn frowned. "Can't we create a formation around the house to lessen those effects? There must be something similar somewhere."
Angel shook her head. "Any formation of that regard might get misunderstood as a formation to resist Heaven's pull. The last thing I want is for complications to occur just to make Yasenia feel more comfortable during the last week with us." With a complicated expression, Angel spoke. "I also vote to let her go already. She has prolonged her stay enough."
Everyone in the room looked at Angel. Of everyone in the room, Angel was the last person they expected to say such words. Taking from her usual demeanor, Angel would rather lose a limb than separate from Yasenia for a long time. If she could, Angel would be stuck to Yasenia all day long.
Still, our Angel was not the same spoiled baby of the past. She had matured a lot during the last century. Having a child, the many years Yasenia disappeared from time to time, the forced closed-door cultivation, and every similar action mellowed Angel's clingy temperament. Naturally, it didn't disappear; one could easily see it when they were together. Angel would always be Yasenia's pampered baby.
Andrea sighed. "Since even Angel is in favor, I have nothing else to say as well."
This time around, if there was someone who didn't want to separate from Yasenia, it was Andrea. Her beautiful dragon lady was carrying her child. A child that was gestated through luck and kept through Yasenia's colossal efforts to protect it. The heart-racing years of the Tribulation breakthrough made Andrea's tempered will almost crumble as she became a nervous mess during that time.
Evelyn grabbed Andrea's big hand and smiled. "She even defeated godly beings to protect the little one. When you see them again, the little one will be calling you Mommy. Haha."
Andrea smiled and nodded. "I know. Thank you, Evelyn."
After everyone put forth their opinion, Tatyana nodded. "I also agree to that. Let's gather tonight and tell her then."
Someone knocked on the door, and then they opened it, revealing Yasenia. The dragon woman had an awkward smile on her face. "No need to do that. I've heard everything."
Seeing their dragon beauty enter with such an awkward expression made them a bit anxious. The last thing they wanted was for her to misunderstand their words. Nevertheless, Yasenia calmed them down with her following words, like she always did. "It is really getting really bothersome. I also don't want to have a negative last impression of you, dears. Hence, I will cross tomorrow morning."
The girls sighed and nodded. Dianna, Kali and Yasenia's child, approached and hugged Yasenia's arm. "Mommy, what about our appointment?"
Yasenia patted her head. "Let's go now. I have some free time now, so we can spend it together."
Dianna had grown into a slender and elegant beauty. Her long black hair ended in golden tips, while her draconic slit eyes glowed with a soft amber color. She was one of the two children with a hue slightly different from Yasenia's pure golden eyes, Estrella being the other one with her heterochromia.
Mother and daughter spent their time speaking about swordsmanship and other related matters. Yasenia asked softly. "Why do you like the sword so much, baby?"
They just had a small spar together, and Dianna learned quite a lot of things sparring with Yasenia. "Because… Mommy is strongest when you fight with the sword."
Dianna's amber eyes glowed with admiration. "Whenever I fought Mommy's clone, there would be times when she used other weapons. The other weapons were tricky to deal with, and when Mommy used her giant sword, it was truly dangerous and scary. Nevertheless, Mommy is scariest when you use a normal-length longsword."
"Am I?" Yasenia tilted her head, unaware of that.
Dianna nodded solemnly. "Yeah! When you have a longsword, your attacks pour down like incessant rain. It makes the opponent feel suffocated. It's like Mommy can control my breathing through battle!"
"What about when Mommy uses her giant sword?"
"Well, then you are not controlling anything." Dianna giggled. "You crush everything under your ridiculous strength. Control doesn't matter when you can squash your enemies with a single blow."
"I see." Our dragoness smiled at her words, and Dianna leaned her face on Yasenia's shoulder. "I couldn't imitate that. So instead, I settled down on your longsword battle style. Big Sister Estrella also recommended that method."
Yasenia hugged her waist and kissed her forehead. "Ask Eira to teach you later. She will be delighted to help someone walk down the path of the sword. For that girl, only two things exist in her mind: serving me and swords."
"I will!"
They stayed together for another hour before returning together. Once they did, Yasenia was left speechless at the change in the atmosphere. The large halls were adorned with flowers and white cloth, while the floor had a bright red carpet. A confused look appeared in Yasenia's eyes.
Dianna giggled and grabbed Yasenia's hand. "Come, Mommy. Mama and the others have a surprise for you."
The dragoness followed behind with expectant steps. She didn't use her spiritual sense or anything, just following behind while her eyes observed the surroundings.
Other than the festive decoration, Yasenia could easily spot dozens of portraits of her and the girls everywhere. Some were painted by hand, while others showed pictures of her in different situations. Laughing with the girls, angry at some of her enemies, calmly cooking for her dears, sleeping buried between her lovers.
The pictures went from those of the past all the way to the present. Seeing so many memories etched in the long hallways, Yasenia became emotional. Her throat tightened, and she barely held back from tearing up from emotion.
Dianna silently observed Yasenia, and her smile became gentle. She felt truly happy to have been born as Yasenia's daughter. She was, by far, not a perfect mother. However, even when she wasn't always there, her love and support could easily be felt from all the attention to detail in everything left behind for them.
Not always there, but with a love so profound that Dianna could easily act spoiled and call her Mommy, receiving nothing but pampering and love back. "Mommy. We are here."
Yasenia snapped out of her daze from looking at the portraits. She looked ahead and saw a large wooden double door in front of her. The door was simple, but Yasenia's face had some nervousness when looking at it.
"Mommy," Dianna spoke softly. "I love you the most in the world. Thank you for being my mother."
Yasenia's eyes became slightly red as she held back from tearing up even more. She hugged Dianna and rubbed her face with her child's. "I love you too, my baby."
Dianna giggled happily and then separated. "Go ahead." She looked at the double doors and encouraged them. "Open the door, Mommy."
Yasenia nodded, and after caressing Dianna's face one last time, the dragoness walked forward. Her hands touched the hard and cold wood, and then she pushed very slowly.
The double doors opened, and the scenery behind them made all thoughts in Yasenia's mind stop as her tears pooled beyond what she could contain and started spilling down silently. On the other side of the doors, there was an image she had dreamt in the past but never truly had time to organize.
A gorgeously adorned hall entered her sight, with the red carpet crossing the large room until the other side. The walls had large images of Yasenia individually with each of the girls, adding to the solemn atmosphere. Then, her girls were on the other side of the carpet, standing in a line.
Andrea, Cecile, Tatyana, Kali, Evelyn, and Angel stood side-by-side, each of them wearing a gorgeous white wedding dress while a veil hid their faces. Accents that enhanced their individual beauty adorned the long white dresses, stealing the soul of anyone who looked.
Yasenia was stunned silly on the spot. Her girls were usually beautiful, but today, she felt like nothing could compare with them. "T-This…"
Her children approached one by one and surrounded her. Estrella and Kaleina grabbed each of Yasenia's hands, while the others walked on her sides. Kaleina spoke softly. "Mom, congratulations. You are getting married."
Estrella smiled. "Your wife is all of our mothers. I hope you and they have a love that lasts throughout eternity. A love that can outlast stars and the firmament."
Alaia flew down from above, wearing a formal yellow and white robe. She carried a dress that didn't pale in comparison to any of those her lovers wore. Extending her hands, Alaia spoke respectfully. "Young Miss, may your love for your family continue to bless us, both now and in the years to come, and may no harm ever befall us."
Yasenia looked at the dress, and she couldn't speak. She was so emotionally shaken that she just didn't know what to say. Instead, she extended her arms and touched the wedding dress. The next instant, the silk transformed into a white river of starlight and covered her body.
The silk gently transformed, and after it circled around her body like stardust, Yasenia's body was covered with it. Everyone in the room held their breaths as the loveliness, tenderness, and beauty of their dragoness transformed to a divine level beyond words.
With her golden eyes overflowing with deep love, Yasenia spoke softly. "I love you and… Thank you. I accept your proposal, dears. I hope you continue loving me as your wife from now on."