Treasure Of Dragons, Royal Dragons Book 1 Chapter 65

Ria

Have you ever just blinked and all of a sudden years have passed and you are looking at your life and it’s like, wait, how the fuck did that happen, how many years has it been? No, that can’t be right, but it is. Years flow like water and run right through your fingers sometimes no matter how much you try to hold onto them. Other times, I swear it’s like sloth speed. 

My 3 beautiful girls, my triplets, the ones who made me a mother turn 13 tomorrow. I am sitting in my “office” for lack of a better word. I don’t have a computer still, but I have lots of notes, calendars, lists, and all of that shit all over my desk. 

I have spent the last month planning out an epic party to celebrate my babies becoming teenagers. They have been great, they are still very close to each other, but with how many kids I have running around, they have also been great in helping with the younger brothers and sisters. I have remained the unicorn of dragon breeding and now we have a house full of 13 children and I am yet pregnant again. I have been threatening the guys with bodily harm if they keep knocking me up. 

I’m sitting at my desk going over upcoming birthdays and that’s what led to the whole what the fuck epiphany, it’s been almost 14 years since I was excited and going to college at Cornell in New York state. I had a family back home waiting for me, and we loved each other fiercely. Then it all changed in the blink of an eye. 

The girls came first, then Brand only 10 months later. Then it was a whole 18 months before Collette and Drako came along. I started taking birth control shots then, and bam, only 5 months after the twins I was pregnant again, so they were a few days shy of 1 when Dragori was born. I was glad it was only 1 as my hands were extremely full. Isobel has been a godsend I swear, I would have lost my mind if not for her, on several fronts actually.

It was only 14 months between Dragori and Heather, so just over a year. Again another girl, and the crowd goes wild, yeah I’m being sarcastic. I chuckle darkly to myself as I keep going over birthdays and what I need to plan for whom. 

There was only 1 year between Heather and Autumn, so back-to-back girls. Then a miracle occurred. I got the birth control implant and it honestly seemed to be working and I was dancing for joy, then it stopped working. At least there was a whole 2 years and 3 months between Autumn and Braden, so that was at least a breather. I got another small reprieve when it was 1 year and 8 months before we had Nicolleta. Then I got slammed with another set of twins only 11 months later, Aiden and Nisah, who are now 18 months, and I just found out I am pregnant yet again. 

We hired a 2nd nanny, her name is Monica, and she’s younger than Isobel. She came from the same agency, as I still refuse to have anyone from town as a nanny to the kids. She spends most of her time helping with the little ones in the nursery and toddler room, she seems to have more energy to keep up with them and chase after small wiggling bodies. Isobel is practically like a grandmother to all of the older ones, so she spends her time with them. I flit between everyone. 

We did a major overhaul of the 2nd floor and created all the kids’ rooms, and my next project is to remodel the 4th floor. I will leave my tower room alone obviously, but the rest of the floor will be changed from storage and empty guest rooms to kids' bedrooms. 

Dr. Patel and the guys have talked about trying a vasectomy on Drago, who volunteered, as I am threatening to remove said appendages if they don’t. The fear is that with dragon healing it may not take and it will mend itself back together and not do any good. If it doesn’t work out okay, then we go to what the guys have been balking at for years, wearing condoms. 

There’s another big thing happening aside from the girl’s 13th birthday. The other Royal Dragon Families are coming to help them celebrate, or at least that’s the line they’re using. The day after their birthday Drago has decided to lower the boom and tell them about the agreement. 

I have continued to beg and plead, to rage and scream, to cry and die a little inside each time I have been unsuccessful at stopping this whole damn thing. I actually didn’t follow through on one thing I had told Drago I would do. I haven’t said a word to the girls about it. I won’t mention a single thing until their dads tell them about it. Then I will be honest about how I feel about the whole thing. If they react as I anticipate their fathers are in for a cold bucket of reality tossed in their faces, and they are so not expecting it. 

All I can hope for at this point honestly, is that they see how their daughters react and realize I have not been blowing this out of proportion. That what they have fantasized about in their heads is so far from the reality of the situation that it might as well be on another planet. I haven’t gotten them to listen to me, maybe it will work better with their daughter’s voices than mine.

We shall see after the birthday party.