Emperors again

A second male emerged, a scruffy looking individual, and, in the same hatching box, a splendid female, wings fully pumped up. Gorgeous! Look at her: look at the sexy pink suffusion on the wingtips. What a hussy!
What I did not know was that the scruffy male had already had his wicked way with her - not that I blame him - because she has been busy laying eggs ever since. She's up to 200 and still seems to be pushing, so to speak.
As to the father of the brood, he's not long for this world - just think, a couple of hours of passion and then you snuff it - so I put him in the hawthorn hedge to see out his days, or get eaten by a blackbird, whichever comes first.
This will be a short posting: you will appreciate that I have to get back to the maternity ward.