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Her Royal Highness, Ea- clan Queen and Alpha Female

Mate, His Majesty, Gilgamesh





Catching the sound of her mate lifting his head up from his relaxed position, her muscles drew in and tightened along with her body. She carefully coiled around her little girls all sleeping up against her warm scales. Slowly her ears arrange so that she could more carefully hear what was going on and being said. Gilgamesh seemed to be greeting a guest; a rather typical event of the clan. A soft gentle smile dresses her features at her husband's words to a stranger.

Her deep dark purple eyes open just enough to make visible their foggy nature; hearing the king she followed from the moment she came into the land of plague. He was brave and strong with skills in organization. She listened to how he held himself and moved as little as possible to not be distracting. He was a male worth following she thought to herself while admiring his confidence in allowing anyone into his territory without fear he couldn't provide its inhabitants with safety at any given moment. This was a fact she learned the day they met.

"Father, why can't I fight when we get there? I mean I am an adult now I've been watching you since I was a hatchling.... I'm ready for this, have some faith in me!" Ea claimed to her father with a slam of her left heel into the ground bellowing smoke from her wide nostrils. Today was the day she would be going with her father and a few other clan dragons to a fight with another clan somewhere within plague. Her greatest goal was to become a fighter and be at the side of her family and clan guardians. Despite every effort however she had been prevented from fighting no matter what with only the words that she was too valuable to loose because she went into battle without understanding her true abilities.

Hours had passed before she and the others made contact with the ground of what would soon be a battle field. Trying to stay hidden as best they could without knowing the area her father looked back into her eyes and smiled. He knew his daughter was a great gift blessed with a power that would secure the fate of all their clan. With their ranks however it was forbidden to tell her of such power making it so she would have to learn herself how to use it and why it happened. This gift was considered nearly impossibly of occurring more then every three centuries, and yet she was the second born within the last one-hundred years.

Ea watched as the battle raged on for the third day. Many of the guardians who had flown in with her sadly would not be returning. Her heart was aching and all she desperately wanted was to go home. She hated this land of vile disease the death. She hated the dragons that were causing the carnage before her displaying and spreading leaving only blood and scattered scales stretched out before her. Most of all she hated the golden male sitting up on a ledge across the field. His sunset colored wings seemed to oddly shimmer within the sunlight shining down on the depressing scene. His yellow eyes were sharp and confident as if he had no worries in the world. It was rare as she stared at him trying from her hidden place to transmit her disgust in him from across the field; which she would notice his lips moving to give what she would assume was a command based on those were the moments his fighters changed their fighting styles.

One such command lead to the moment which would change everything for everyone on the battlefield. The golden beast made eye contact with her father and gave the word. Before she had a chance to react Ea was between the attacker and her father erupting what seemed to be a brilliant flair of a pure white light that blew out much like a mushroom explosion. As the light flooded over the land it ripped anything in its path to shreds; including dragons from both clans ending their lives so fast they hadn't had a chance to realize it was over. For Ea, the event happened so fast her father with the attacker were both hit the hardest by the blow.

She wouldn't wake for more then a week to wake to a darkness she had never known. It felt like her eyes were open yet all she saw was the darkness of the universe outstretched for what could be described as all eternity. Her breathing picked up rapidly and she tried to struggle going into a flight or fight reaction. However she had been skillfully restrained keeping her from doing anything physically to herself or anyone else.

"Be still, you are still very badly injured." a deep smooth voice filled her ears. It was one she had never heard. He sounded proud and confident along with a slight bit of agitation.

"Who the hell are you," she yelled out her head whipping about till claws found their way with a lightning fast reflex to hold her jaw around her horns and ears forcing her to hold still. These claws were small and rounded with a smooth curve to them.

"Easy Your Highness," a new maculine voice came to her mind. This one slightly softer and ragged. It sounded older and gentler much more comforting to her. Figuring out she wouldn't be able to do anything about her situation she forced herself to relax so she could get information on just what was going on. "I know this must be hard for you to accept, but you were gravely injured within the battle and it has taken all of the dragons you arrived with from the realm of the living.

Her heart sank in that moment as if everything was over. A flash of memory came to her only hearing her father as he spoke behind her, "Ea! You've done it!" he seemed so proud and excited about his on coming death... little did any of them know just how strong her attack would be... leaving only three survivors total.

"Along with the deaths of your comrades, I am afraid ... you have lost your eyesight... I am terribly sorry to have to deliver all this to you as soon as you waken, but His Majesty said to give it all to you so you can begin healing while we have you secure and safe."

Grinding her fangs allowing tears to pour down her face Ea somehow found words to ask about the event that took place, "Where am I, and where are the remains... I need too .... send remains home and have them properly blessed for the afterlife." her voice was shaking as she did everything within her power to speak clearly and with as much control as her father had always told her she had in herself.

"We will speak after you have freed your shoulders and heart of the burden it now carries. My deepest regret for your loss" came the first stronger voice she had heard. She didn't know why but he brought her comfort in that moment and she lost what little control she was holding. Forgetting about any kind of restraint she broke down sobbing uncontrollably.

She hadn't noticed all her crying had put her to sleep. Upon waking up she again was met by the same deep darkness she now knew was her blind future. A warmth was surrounding her coming from two? Three, sources? One was very strong and powerful as it breathed calmly and with even breaths. One came from a soft cloth surrounding her head and form. The last was very tiny surrounding her muzzle. This tiny form was breathing with soft little snores dancing along her nostrils.

"Good morning My Lady, I trust you got some needed sleep?" the elderly voice whispered softly to her greeting her to a new day.

"Whats, all around me?" she questioned softly a bit afraid to find out if she was in danger. Though with slight movements to her surprise the restraints she remembered had been removed.

"You are still within our medical ward. His Grace had us remove your restraints and dress you in his favorite cloak. He has faith that you will not struggle or go against us. He along with his daughter have been with you ever since you fell asleep. He, has been with you ever since the battle field... never leaving your side."

It seemed such a short time since that day. Since her anger at learning her rescuer was the same male she had watched across the battle field. The same male she hated so strongly. After a long talk and many days however she found that was not evil and he did not see her as evil. She remembered her mate's words, "Within the darkest evil lies the greatest good. There is never really any evil or good in the world only intentions of doing what we feel is the right thing to do.. reactions and consequences. As much as you feel you have lost and are in the wrong is the same my clan feels we were wronged by coming under attack and suffering just as many losses. In hopes of making amends I have ensured no one of my clan resents you, and your wishes for your clanmates have been taken care of. My overseer of all things Shadow is on her way to return them with a signed treaty by myself and your leader to put our fighting to an end. I have no intents on either of us suffering more pains."

It took more then a year or two for Ea to fall in love with Gilgamesh, but when she fell she fell hard. Not only with him, but with his daughters and all of his subjects. It was Gilgamesh who stayed by her side while she recovered. He personally helped her learn how to function without her sight, and it was him who ensured both clans got past their differences and united as allies. She was proud to call him her mate and looked forward to their chance at having a child of their own to go with their adopted daughters.

Her smile only widened as she felt his head resting back down on her head as he relaxed clearly intending to get some sleep. She too then relaxed and took some inhales smelling their daughters
making sure they were still alright. Soon she too found herself drifting into a deep calm sleep.

Ea inspired by a legendary sword Ea from Fate/Zero and Fate/Stay Night as the Universe Destroyer

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