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  Chapter 3.1

  Aya, Clanworld Camelin -21 BA

  "Lord Camelin, we are pregnant." Lya said as Ryo came into the medical wing. He smiled at her and gave her a warm hug.

  "I am four weeks along, my Lord. The child is healthy and everything is looking good."

  "You are an excellent mother, my Lya. And motherhood suits you so well." Ryo said as he gazed into her bottomless eyes.

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  Lya relaxed against Ryo as her body heaved, waves of muscle spasms rippling along her engorged belly in the birthing pool. Within a few more minutes, the head crowned, and then the body of their newest daughter was gently held in the hands of the birth maidens. They gently cleaned the infant, then severed the umbilical cord and raised her head out of the pool so she could take her first breath. Within seconds, the cries of the infant filled the hall as she lustily cried her discomfort at being moved into a different place than before.

  "This time, my Lord, she must be a Camelin. This one was conceived and born here, she must have your name." Lya said, resting a hand against Ryo's cheek as they looked at the child that was placed in the crook of Lya's arm, to begin suckling at her breast as the water was drained from the pool.

  "I agree, however, you can name her, my Lady Lya." Ryo said.

  "She shall be Aya, the first of a new generation, so we begin with the first name." Lya breathed.

  "Aya, with the family god of Levac, and the date god of Nandrec, however, I think we'll give tradition a little kick. We will flip the names. Aya Nandreclevac Camelin?" Ryo said with a glint in his eye as he looked down at their daughter.

  The birth maidens gently lifted Lya and their daughter onto a chair and began to dry her and take care of the afterbirth so that she was as comfortable as possible. Ryo stepped back and into a comfortable robe as the medical women did their roles to take care of the new mother and her precious cargo.

  Lya rested against a soft cushioned backrest, wrapped in very soft cloud-like blankets with the babe still suckling and smiled at her consort. "Aya Nandreclevac Camelin. Gya will be pleased, now that she is born, I won't be as immobile any more."