He stirred slightly, eyes still closed as he listened.
Not because he wanted too but his eyelids felt heavy, impossible to lift.
"Why do you want an audiëntie with the Queen and King?"
"We have news over the curse."
It was Dakaria who spoke as if she controlling the situation yet there was a sliver of nervousity.
"The curse?
What news can you possibly have?
Return at once."
"You heard him Ianthe, let's just go."
Dakaria clearly didn't want to do whatever it is Ianthe wanted.
"Please.''
Whatever passed unsaid made Dakaria silent and Ianthe took over.
''What news we can possibly have?
Why don't you see for yourself?''
Feeling his cover get lifted, the wind blowed his hair as a shriek sounded in response.
''That's.... that's...impossible?!!"
Tell him about it.
''Take us to the Queen and King.''
"Follow me.''
Shift in temperature was noted, same as the tile they walked on.
Three pairs of feet rushing, until they reached a door.
The quard knocking before rushing in, his ears picking up the whispers that were spoken before a thunderous voice sounded.
''You're all dismissed.
I'll call you another time.''
Shock, dismay and evidently curiosity was the emotions that took over the room and he didn't even have to open his eyes for that.
Even as dozens passed by them, he could feel the stared, and that while he was hidden.
''Come inside.''
It was the quards and his...parents...moved.
''Your majesty The Queen, King and your highness the crown prince and princess, it is our greatest honour to be invited within your mids.''
''His father was eloquent, his mother was on quard. Her back hand brushing against the spot he was hidden in.
''So I heard you have news over the curse?''
''Yes, we..we are in need of your help.''
''Help?''Scoffing, the king continued.''What makes you think we will offer that.''
''That's-!""Love.''''Are we even sure of this?''
''Yes, for him.'' ''For him.''
''What are you speaking of.''
A softer voice but one with impeccable control.
''It's..An audible breath later, he felt himself getting moved.
''This is our son Adrian Amias Amdis Acheron.''
There were gasps, clattering of things and multiple immense shockwaves of a strange something.
And for the first time his body responded and he heard what sounded like a baby's cry.
He was a baby.