The Prince’s delight knew no bounds as these expressions led him to believe they sprang from deep desires and interests, so the time seemed to shorten for the day to come when their whole time and attention would be turned to the study of Nature’s mysteries and the secrets of life be revealed to them, thus satisfying that inward longing for the realities of life.  Also, he knew, the new love that had been born in Nu-nah’s heart for him was more than that love that the external only can know.  Its depths he could not fathom nor its source pursue, so he was content to wait that promised time, predicted by the Astrologer, that Nu-nah would lead, guide and teach him these spiritual truths and reveal to his already awakening soul the laws of the spirit.

Now, a new joy was revealed to the Prince when the Princess made him aware that a new soul had been entrusted to their tender care and keeping.  The thoughts of maternity filled her heart with bliss.  Blessed privilege, to bring to this plane of existence a soul awaiting incarnation in human form, to live, grow and experience on this planet the last grand objective existence that the soul can know.  What care, what pleasure would she take in training that little soul to know its God and the mysteries of life and in maturity stand forth to teach mankind Wisdom and Truth.

The pleasure in preparing for its advent made days pass as minutes.  Time, borne on the wings of love, passed quickly.  Her soul had gained that control over the mind that it was full with pure, holy and spiritual thoughts.  Her mind could not get beyond her husband and the young soul that had been transmitted to her keeping.  The divine joy of love was singing in her soul.  Rathunor left her alone in her happiness, knowing that in her condition any great effort on his part to draw her mind—­thoughts into new channels might lead to dire results.

At last the Natalday arrived.  The magnetic, as well as the physical, period of gestation being completed, to them a son was born.  Never was there a human soul greeted with greater love and welcome than this one.  Not only was it the offspring of the physical union, but that of the souls.  Welcome, thrice welcome, to the children born of such love.  The physical condition of the Princess was very critical for several days.  The Prince’s grief and anxiety was almost unbearable; neither sleep nor food took a moment of his time during her severe illness, and often did he think that again Nu-nah’s soul would take its flight and wend its way to the realms above.

The eighth day after confinement was one of stupor and unconsciousness.  Not a moment passed unheeded.  It was near midnight when, the attendants having retired for a short rest, and Rathunor sat alone by her bedside, her eyes suddenly opened and bent their gaze upon him.  Beautiful, calm, divine Nu-nah, her wonderful eyes shone with a surprising brilliancy and they were so riveted upon him that he dare not move, much less speak.  The minutes that intervened between her waking and speaking seemed as an eternity to Rathunor.