The Sun Also Rises

There was, Dorian had decided, a pleasantness to that meal and too the company they so found themselves within. He was, wary, perhaps, of the young vampire child and yet Dorian could so hardly deny that he held a certain degree of faith in both Troy and Amelia in turn. After all, if Troy lived successfully with his own daughter then surely she posed little threat to himself. That the child existed at all was a miracle within itself, the Monarch unable deny a certain degree of fascination within her in turn. That Troy and Amelia so trusted Sebastian and himself enough to share within the child's life was distinctly meaningful. Indeed, Dorian found himself distinctly curious as to how she might grow and age over time. It was that very consideration that so led him to query that pregnancy itself and whether or not it had been atypical in any fashion. Amelia's sudden question in return of what he deemed normal so momentarily prompting a near bafflement to his own features as the Fae so glanced upward from his meal to meet Amelia's gaze. In truth, he supposed, he hardly knew what he deemed 'normal'. Pregnancy was very much the business of a woman and other women around her, a man's role surely finished at conception. At least, such had been the thought within his own time. Dorian nothing if not a product of his era in every sense. Pregnancy and childbirth, largely, still a mystery to him.

"I can't say I'm certain, to be honest."

What a curious thought. Amelia so continued then, Dorian spared any further contemplation upon the topic of a normal pregnancy by Amelia's declaration that vampires did not partake of 'monthlies' as humans did. The Fae King once more frowning in a clear and utter bewilderment. Dorian wholly oblivious to this notion of 'monthlies' in any sense. The workings of the female body, after all, much like childbirth, having remained vehemently discussions for women alone. The ladies of his own era so having retreated from society and husbands at such a time to prevent their very awareness of such a thing at all. Dorian so distinctly displaying both his age and too- that attitudes off his own time in that moment with such clear confusion. The Monarch afforded his husband that distinctly curious glance as if Sebastian might somehow better understand just what Amelia was talking about that humans did each month and vampires so apparently did not. Dorian's mind considering but a plethora of supernatural conditions before dismissing the thought entirely. Women, it seemed, largely destined to remain a mystery to him.

Dorian reached smoothly for his own wine then, the Monarch sipping at that pleasing liquid as Amelia continued with her tale. That abrupt mention of sex so seeing his eyes lift upward. Such a bold discussion! And at the dinner table no less! How liberal Amelia was! Dorian quote assured that in all his life he had so never sat at any dinner table in which a woman so mentioned such things. How much the modern world had changed! How wild it had become! The Fae King so finding himself both intrigued by that very tale and too- wholly taken about that it might be mentioned at all when no other women had joined them for that meal. Amelia's very insistence that she had begun to feel sick after that union and that such a thing was a more well known sign of pregnancy so prompted that curiosity to his features once more and yet that very assertion that Troy and Amelia had coupled only once to bring about that pregnancy was perhaps even more unusual.

"You became pregnant after only one union?"

Such a thing was near unheard off! At least, amongst the Fae. Dorian wholly inclined to glance toward Troy with a veritable admiration of sorts for such efforts before Amelia continued further with a mention of soup. The very notion that soup came in a can perhaps the most horrifying detail of that entire story. Truly he would need ask Sebastian about this canned soup later on. That pregnancy, it seemed, had progressed terribly quickly after it had been established. The couple so initially believing such a thing to be a disease! Amelia's doctors so having confirmed otherwise. Dorian remembered still the very evening Troy had told him of that pregnancy in turn. How surely he had thought Troy had been mistaken! Yet, how readily delighted the man had been all at once. The Monarch's gaze shifted to Troy once more as he insisted he had so pictured that pregnancy being like something of an 'Alien movie'. Ah, but another thing he need ask Sebastian off. Dorian so allowed his silver gaze to shift once more to that vampire child whom sat across from them. The girl was a picture of health and indeed so terribly loved by her parents. What more could any child ask for? Dorian so paused then to take but another sip of wine. Amelia so stating that until Troy she had not engaged in any sort of sexual activity for the past 25 years! The Monarch abruptly choking on that very wine. Dorian was wholly quick to put that glass down before making every effort to control that coughing sound lest he be thought of as impolite. His gaze turned apologetic to the vampire woman.

"I apologise, I...took too large a sip. I'm quite fine."

25 years! Heavens! But how on earth had she managed to survive!? Dorian unable to even begin to imagine such a long time without finding that sort of release. The thought was positively terrifying. Yet too, that a woman would speak so openly off her...intimate moments was near shocking! It was one thing for a man to tell such tales amongst other men. For a woman to be so liberal was nothing short of distinctly shocking to the Fae King. Dorian, perhaps, showing his age distinctly in that moment. Those social normas having changed so greatly since his own time. Amelia so took her own rather notable mouthful of wine then before finishing that very tale. Sebastian's query upon her powers and the role they had played so intriguing the Fae King in turn. The vampiric woman assured she had mastered her power long ago and that she had not been aware, in any sense, that she possessed any sort of ability that might lead to the veritable creation of life. Perhaps it was Troy whom possessed that talent and yet still....for Amelia to carry that child it so surely need be here. Dorian momentarily considering further before those accented words so left.

"I am fortunate that within my family there are those older than myself still living. I have been told by them before that some powers may lay dormant for many years until there is a need for them, a trigger, if you will. It is possible that Troy might have been the very thing that so brought about this new ability within yourself. Some beings have several abilities."

Indeed, within his own family, the vast majority of them seemed to possess far more than merely one ability and yet Dorian so hardly saw any need to discuss such things here and now. Abilities so tending to be something of a private manner and yet he was near certain that Amelia's meeting with Troy, whether by Fate or Destiny, had been the very thing that saw her skills advance once more. The very notion of birth control, in the least, one Dorian was (finally) familiar with.

"Forgive my....bluntness, but can Troy simply not make use of modern day...protection items?"

Condoms, in their rudimentary form, had existed even in his own time. Dorian holding a vague understanding of them and how they worked. In the very least such protections seemed sensible, didn't they? Dorian so glancing between Troy and Amelia then. This, he was sure, was by far the most unusual dinner conversation he had so ever had.

"Perhaps your doctor might have further ideas on other, how you say, precautions you can take."

Dorian Ellington-Aragona