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|Salem's POV|
Today, was like any other day. The sky was red, but having blue hues. The trees, charred and black, but some growing anew. The bird grimms, chirping, singing, but that's new, actually.
Waking up, I had a smile on my face. I was glad for my King -but honestly, it should be renamed Queen here- sized bed, as I and all my daughters were able to sleep comfortably on it, together.
Looking to my left, I sniggered at Andromeda's drooling face, a smile etched on her lips as she most likely was having a wonderful dream. Now that she's 6 years old, same as the rest, I could see that she's slowly growing into a beauty.
To my right was Bellatrix, sleeping peacefully. I rubbed her cheek with my thumb, and she instinctively smiled. To be honest, though she's the mature one out of the three, I could tell that she'd be somewhat crazy in the future, stubborn, but smart. Like Andromeda, she's definitely going to grow to be a beautiful woman, but more tame because of her personality.
And lastly, Narcissa was on my chest, her head resting on my breasts and using them as pillows. It was slightly uncomfortable, but it didn't stop me from letting her on them. Listening closely, I heard her mutter "Bunnies.", in her sleep. I giggled, knowing how much she loved those bunny grimms, her love for cute things are absolutely endearing.
Narcissa, I see her growing to be the most adorably aesthetic woman, not like her sisters. And, as the cutest, she's also the shortest. Bellatrix being the tallest and Andromeda coming after her. But I'm not really saying that cute people are short, just a trait that they usually have.
I couldn't get enough of the three, always being so lovable, being the light to my darkness, my hope. I truly wish that they would grow blissfully unaware of the world, but seeing them now, watching them as they grow, their personalities, the enemies I've accumulated, I just realized how such a pipe dream that was.
Bellatrix, as the mature person, and the eldest, knew better than the other two, and because of that, she wants to be the one to keep them innocent and blissfully ignorant of the world, so she'd be the one to want to know the dangers Remnant has to bring. To protect them.
Andromeda was more connected to her animal/grimm trait, being a cunning little vixen. That trait of hers would push her to want to know more, to be on top. But, because of her excessive love for her sisters, I know that she'll have a reason to want to be on top of the food chain. To protect them.
And Narcissa. Narcissa is too pure for this world. But she's a curious child, and she'll definitely want to know what's happening around her. Her curiosity is a virtue, but it will lead her to many bad things if they aren't dealt with properly.
I'm ashamed to say this, but I love Narcissa the most out of the three. And for that, I'd do anything for her. For whatever reason, I will retain my daughter's innocence, and her sisters would help me on it. Hopefully, her curiosity wouldn't be much of a problem.
Well, deciding that I spent too much time adoring my daughters' sleeping faces, I woke them up with a simple shake.
"Ri-ri, Li-li, Mo-mo. Wake up. It's time for breakfast." I called out to them, and at first, they didn't budge, however, shaking them with more force worked as Andromeda was the first to open her eyes groggily, followed by Narcissa who nuzzled her face onto my bosom, then Bellatrix who grunted.
Andromeda: "G'morning mommy." the 'youngest' out of the three was the first to greet, lazily stretching her arms before leaning towards me.
Andromeda: "Mmm~~wua." she added a sound effect as she gave the tip of my lips a kiss.
Bellatrix: "Good morning, mother." the 'oldest' of the group greeted me next, pressing her forehead to my cheek and lazily kissing my jaw.
Narcissa: "Hehehe! Good~ morning mommy~!" the 'middle child' was the last to greet, and was the most energetic of the three. Placing a kiss on my lips, she immediately jumped out the bed and began humming as she scrambled for her clothes, her pajamas already off and thrown to the floor, showing off her petite, naked, form.
Narcissa, over the years, turned out to be very curious and optimistic, sometimes hyper and somewhat annoying, but also shy and adorable at the same time.
Bellatrix: "I'll go change too." my eldest mentioned as she slipped away from the bed, slowly undressing herself. But unlike Narcissa who threw her pajamas on the floor, she folded hers neatly and placed them on a nearby sofa.
Andromeda: "Riii~~~-ri~. Please get my clothes for me." my youngest lazily requested as she lay on the bed, slowly unbuttoning her pajamas.
Narcissa: "Okay~!" she replied with her usual cheery voice, easily finding her sister's preferred article of clothing from her closet, whilst not even properly fixing her skirt and still half-naked.
With a skip to her steps, she placed Andromeda's clothes next to her before she went back to her closet, finally fixing her skirt and wearing a simple, but expensive -quality wise-, red and white shirt. Twirling in place, she faced me with a giggle.
Narcissa: "Come on mommy! Let's go eat!" she exclaims as she jumps up and down, the smile on her face erasing any traces that she had just woken up. With a smile, I nodded and got down from the bed, the blanket sliding off me, showing off my see-through black nightgown.
As I walked towards my closet, Narcissa came to me with her hands behind her back, raising her head up slightly as she eyed my breasts. Raising an eyebrow, I asked, "What is it, my little angelic princess?"
Narcissa: "Will my boobies get as big as yours?" she asks curiously, momentarily stunning me because of the sudden question.
"It would probably get as big as mine, as you are my daughter. But, maybe it won't. It's different for every woman. Why ask?" I answered before giving out my own question, wanting to know why she brought this out.
Narcissa: "Because I miss mommy's milk. My boobies are small, so they don't get any milk in them. And I can't bend my neck enough to suck my own boobies if I ever get milk." she explains, and a smile forms on my lips at her idea.
-I'll have to talk to her about that.- I thought to myself as I put on my robes.
"Sorry that I can't make milk anymore, Ri-ri." I tell her that, but honestly, with a little magic I could have allowed myself to lactate once again, same as when Narcissa was younger, as she wasn't naturally birthed from me. Bellatrix and Andromeda hadn't gotten a chance to feed from my breast milk as they only gained a human form when they were 2 years old.
Narcissa: "*She shakes her head* Nnn-nnn. Don't worry mommy, because I'll get my own milk from my own boobies!" she mentions and I couldn't help but laugh. Patting her head softly, I imagined myself from the future remembering this day and reminding Narcissa of her thought, most likely causing her to be embarrassed at herself.
Smiling to myself, I finally fixed my robe and lightly pushed her towards the door.
"Come on you little gremlins. I'm sure all of you are hungry. Let's go down and eat breakfast. Today's Tuesday, so Kahleed should have made that abomination you call sweety-pancake-galore." I rushed the three forward, earning a sharp gasp from the three as they realized that today was where they would get their toothache inducing breakfast.
-Can't believe I let them talk me into having them eat such candy-like pancakes. I'm surprised that Kahleed even knew how to not make such a treat filled pancake not disgusting.- I thought to myself as Andromeda opened the door, rushing downstairs to be the first to get her portion of their breakfast.
I kept my smile as I watched the other two bicker -Bellatrix and Narcissa-, at what they would have for lunch later.
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|3rd Person's POV|
Sitting near the edge of the chair, Narcissa swung my legs as she happily hummed a tune that her mother would sing before they'd sleep. Narcissa watched as her mother and uncle Watts talk to each other, not knowing what they were saying with such big words added in their conversation.
Watts: "This is magnificent! Not only did the first princess awaken her semblance earlier than most, it is also powerful! If you add magic with it, she'll be invincible! No one would ever get to hurt her!" he uncle exclaimed with much fervor, his eyes sparkling and imaginary stars filled the backround.
Salem: "Tell me. Watts. What is so magnificent with my daughter's semblance?" she asked, calm and collected, yet her eyes betrayed her, her queenly facade being rendered useless by the enthused gleam in her ghastly eyes.
Breaking out of his ardor, he let out a cough as he straightened his lab coat.
Watts: "Your majesty! It seems that the princess' semblance can fully copy a person down to a T! She can be an exact physical replica of someone! From their hair, the length, the shade, to their molecules!" he relayed to his "boss" -or rather, his majesty-, with a fervent avidity in his voice.
Salem: "You mean, she can be someone's doppelganger?" she inquired, believing that it was a great semblance, and a powerful and dangerous one if used correctly. This has somewhat changed her plans of keeping Narcissa as her innocent little angelic princess.
Watts: "Close. But the princess' semblance is better than that!" he exclaimed as he gazed at Narcissa with fondness.
Crossing her legs on her throne, her robe conveniently hiding her luscious, pallor thighs, she eyed her daughter, who happily munched on a muffin made by the castle's person chef/baker, Khaleed.
Salem: "Don't leave any details out. Tell me how great my daughter's semblance is." the Grimms' goddess demanded, her previous demeanor, the one she had before Narcissa, Bellatrix, and Andromeda came, started to come back. The agitation clear in her tone.
Watts: "A-ah! Y-yes, your majesty. The princess' semblance can fully copy a person to a T, as I have said. She'll fully resemble them, not a single difference. However, if my theory is correct and with some help with Semblance Readers, not only can the princess' semblance turn her into someone's carbon-copy, I believe that she will also improve their flaws. For example, if one had cancer, any kind of cancer, she wouldn't have it and would be at their peak condition. Practically, she will become a better version of themselves, physically, at least. To put it shortly, she will become a perfect version of someone, at a physical level." the scientist explained, stuttering at first as he remembered how fearsome the woman was in front of him.
The woman in question, however, was stunned. She's never heard of someone's semblance allowing them to become practically someone's carbon-copy, an improved version, even. But, seeing Watts' expression, she knew that wasn't the end of it.
Salem: "It truly is amazing, but are there conditions? What do you mean by 'physical level' and is there more?" the woman asked, hiding her proud smirk by donning an indifferent expression.
Watts: "Yes, there is a condition. The princess must obtain their DNA, and consume it. Blood would be more effective, but there are others that can also work. Like their saliva, hair, other bodily liquids, etc. But I imagine that blood would be a much better choice. Plus, she must also know them in a friendly manner, to know how they work, and how theu think. And what I mean about the physical level, is that it ends there. The princess' semblance can only copy someone's physical being, their body, their functions, but she cannot copy their personalities. And there is more. I am not entirely sure how magic works, but I imagine that with the use of it, the princess may be able to use it to connect with their souls, and when she does, she may possibly be able to use their semblance!" after a long explanation, Watts was somewhat out of breath, while Salem was in a daze, surprised by how powerful her daughter's semblance is, especially where she can possibly even copy someone else's semblance.
Salem: "Hmmm. Thank you for informing me, Watts. You may go." the woman ordered, sending the man scurrying his way out. Once he was out, the doors closed, she smiled and walked towards her daughter, who possibly didn't understand the exchange she had with Watts.
Kneeling in front of Narcissa's chair, she caught the little girl's attention. Cutely tilting her head, the child eyed her mother with her big, adorable -which should still be terrifying- eyes. Salem, gently grabbing her daughter's hand, she asked,
Salem: "Ri-ri, my little princess, would you like to learn magic, so that you could take care of yourself in the future?" she rubbed her daughter's hand as she asked the question, her plans of keeping her daughter blissfully ignorant of the world slowly crumbling as she slowly realized how impossible that was, and was now making new plans to make her daughter the strongest, to keep her safe.
Narcissa didn't fully understand her mother's question, but she did know that she wanted to learn magic, her mother's bed time stories filled with strong-willed women saving the day with magic had given her the gist of what's in store. Though honestly, the bed time stories were all made up on the spot, and Salem just wanted to teach her children than women aren't weaker than men in a childish manner, to break the thought that men had labeled women.
Narcissa: "Yes! Magic! Magic! Magic! Yay!" the chilled exclaimed with boundless energy, jumping off her seat and hopping and trotting around her mother to express her joy.
Salem smiled, happy at how delighted her daughter was.
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[A/N: Question; should Olivia -fem!Ozpin- and Salem have a civil discussion about Narcissa? Or should they like, have a fight over their daughter? If you have different ideas on how Olivia and Salem would deal with Narcissa, then please tell me.]