by Tim Morrison
Chapter 4.4
A Different Mother - Medical Wing, Royal Palace, Tara -17 BA
Little Aya slowly woke up. Feeling some stiffness in her back, she looked around, everything was different and strange. This was not home. It didn't smell or sound like home. She began to cry.
Immediately she was gently pulled to a warm breast and held by a warm motherly smelling woman. Not her mother, but still a very comforting feeling. She relaxed as she felt comfort and safety radiating from the woman, then looked up into deep purple eyes.
“Who are you?” She asked as she was gently rocked.
“My name is Tya, I am here for you, my little Lady. Your Father wanted me to keep you safe.” Came the soft almost sing-song response from the warm woman who cuddled her tightly and soothed her with a gentle rocking motion.
“Where is my mother? Where is Father?” Aya asked.
“They are not here, my little Lady. You are safe, your parents are off doing their duty. You will remain here with me. This is now your duty to your Clan. Do you know of your Clan duty?”
Aya nodded, chin trembling, but remembering lessons about Clan Duty and Responsibility that she had begun to learn before ... whatever happened.
She began to cry, and was again cuddled strongly to Tya's chest so that she snuggled against the warm breasts and rested, feeling safe. She clutched at Tya's breast, and the woman undid her top so Aya could reach the nipple. The child nursed, swallowing Mothers' Milk and felt warm, comforted, and safe.