(Luke Pov)
"So far so good. No more wounds and cuts but she's extremely malnourished. She needs plenty of food, water and a place to rest but first let's get her out of here"
Well that's what I said but she looks devastating. Arms so thin they look like sticks, a face so hollow it looks like a skeleton and hair that is almost nonexistent. She's that malnourished. Only her eyes are full of life. Yes, the baby is a she. Poor soul, abandoned by her own mother.
I wanted to share my opinion with Mira about how the baby came to arrive here but I decided against it. She's already furious enough as it is no need to add fuel to the fire. Even now she was contemplating to ask me if we could take the baby back with us or to just bring her back without asking. How do I know? I'm a married man, of course I know. She makes that kind of face when she wants something but doesnt want to ask.
"We need to take her back with us. She needs a full check up. We don't want any unseen injuries. Also, Mal could use a playmate"
Her face lit up as I said that. I'm a married man remember. I know how to treat my wife. I proposed to her and she accepted. I at least need to know what she wants and when she wants it. Well , I hope she knows that I need some rest. After a battle like that followed up by a delicate treatment for the baby, I'm this close to fainting.
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(Mc Pov)
Mom and dad are quite late.
"Ma? Da?" I asked the nearest maid.
"Master will be here in just a moment young master. Do you want to wait for them at the front door?"
I giggled as a response. Don't blame me for being cute. A very famous man named Malcom Lux once said "everything can be a weapon". Ah yes that's me, I said that. In baby language of course.
The maid proceeded to carry me to the front door to wait for mom and dad. I'm actually very curious to see what kind of animals are there in this world. So far I've only met our pet dog, Fenrir. I don't know how the size of normal dogs in this world are supposed to be but Fenrir is huge.
His shoulder hight alone is almost half of dad's height. Which is a lot in comparison to my size. He could just step on me and I'd go 'splat'. He has pitch black fur and yellow eyes with vertical slits.
Oh? He's a wolf?
Actually, that kind of makes sense. I've actually had my doubts you know. He sometimes howls in the middle of the night, detracting my magic practise. What? A baby has got to do what a baby has got to. do.
"Da! Ma!"
"Oh my baby! I've missed you so much" mom cried while smooching me. I mean literally cried. Did I do something wrong? I don't think I did. Heck, I don't think I've done anything abnormal from what a baby does. I cry only when I'm shitting my pants and when I'm hungry. I always gobble up anything that is edible which is almost everything.
As I was trying to recall any of my threantrics that could possibly upset her, my eyes fell on to the rags in dad's arms. At a closer look it seems like a baby. Wait a minute, don't tell me they kidnapped someone's baby! Am I kidnapped too? I started to bawl my eyes out.
As though she knew what I was thinking my mom said "We found her deep in the forest and the baby's dangerously malnourished. Dania prepare some milk for this little one. Sniff sniff while you're at it give little Mal a change of diapers"
Oof that scared the shit out of me. Literally. I'm crying see? Also I made a mental note to remember all the maids' name. This one is named Dania. Noted. What? I need to start at somewhere.
"Oh my god! Right away your ladyship!" Dania replied while running to get the job done.
Well, that was an eventful evening. After giving the baby to another the family butler, George, my mom then snapped her fingers. At first I was quite perplexed, because out of nowhere she just snapped her fingers. I mean, what was she expecting? A change of clothes?
Suddenly a black magic circle appeared above her and dad, going through them from top to bottom. Well, call me crazy but the black circle actually was cleaning them! This is fascinating. It's like all the muck and dirt was disintegrated! I've got to try that!
"Now, now little Mal. One wrong move and you'll disintegrate along with all the mud"
I take that back. I'll be a good boy and stick to wind magic. I like my butt as it is, even though it's full of shit.