Ugh
what happened, the last thing I remember was jumping into that light.
As I was thinking about my situation, an older voice sounded beside me, and a hand wrapped around me, lifting me up. My vision was a bit blurry, so I couldn't see the man.
"Here, my lady, you can hold him," the voice said, and the hand loosened its grip as a new hand took hold of me. It was pretty cold, but I didn't feel uncomfortable. In fact, it felt quite comfortable.
As the cold but comfortable hand held me, my blurry vision started to clear, and the first thing that came into view was a beautiful woman. No, beautiful was an understatement. Her eyes and angelic smile…wait a minute.
As I squinted my eyes and looked closely, my body felt like it was being electrocuted, and an ominous feeling welled up inside me.
Suddenly, the woman's comfortable hands started feeling like a snake wrapping around my body, ready to sink its fangs into my neck.
And the cold touch amplified until I felt like I was standing barefoot and without any clothes in Antarctica.
"Oh, looks like my baby needs to sleep," she said, snapping me out of my death monologue. Gloomily, I looked at her. Wasn't she Priscilla Glayder, the queen?
"My lady, His Highness is here to see you," a servant said to her.
She nodded and said, "Send him in."
Footsteps approached, and a red-haired man entered my view. Seeing him, I didn't feel cold or anything like that. I just felt numb, and my brain started buzzing. The red-haired man looked at me and smiled softly.
"The boy is so cute. His white hair and red eyes are so exotic, he'll win many women's hearts," he said.
Smack!
"What are you saying? Don't pollute him, Blaine," the woman said, smiling but with a hint of coldness in her eyes.
Hearing her, the man shivered a bit and gently placed me down in a comfortable crib next to the bed.
"Oh honey, no, I didn't mean it like that, I was just-"
Just?
"Just admiring him, he is as beautiful as you," the man said in a hurried tone.
As the woman heard the man's words, she laughed and said, "That's true, my genes are good, what can I say?"
Hearing that, the man's lips twitched, but he didn't refute her words. His instincts screamed not to refute her if he wants to live the other day.
"Yeah, you're right honey, indeed," a bit of sarcasm leaked from his voice.
And that day, palace servants didn't see him outside for a day. That's a story for another time.
Anyway, apart from this bizarre husband and wife duo lay a boy forgotten. But the weird thing was the exotic boy was looking at two bizarre figures blankly.
He couldn't help but think, 'What's happening? Why are they acting like that? In the novel, they didn't act like that!'
In the novel, this family didn't make that much appearance, but still, those two interactions looked pretty formal to each other from my point of view.
As the boy continued to think, Blaine walked to the crib and gently lifted the boy, placed him in Priscilla's hand, and said, "Don't you think, honey, our boy needs a name?"
Priscilla smiled sweetly and said, "Yes, you're right, honey. Let's see...hmm."
One minute later...
"Hmm."
Three minutes later...
"Hmmm."
Five minutes later...
"Hmmmmmmmmmm."
*Cough*
"Honey, I think you're tired. You should leave the name to me," Blaine said, thinking to himself, 'or else the day will pass.'
"You're right. I should rest a bit. What name do you have in mind?" Priscilla asked.
"Hmm, how about Blaze Glayder? What do you think, honey?" Blaine suggested.
Priscilla smiled and said, "Yes, it suits him. From now on, our son will be known as Blaze Glayder. Look, he's flailing his hands in agreement."
"Yes, I think our son likes it a lot," Blaine said, noticing the baby flailing his hands in the air and making gibberish sounds.
Unknown to the duo, the baby was indeed trying to say something to them, but it was on an entirely different matter.
"I SOILED MY PANTS, SO EMBARRASSING," of course the only thing he could say was gibberish, making the duo's heart flutter with happiness.