In the land of North, where people are ruled by the kind yet icy king. Who is known for his excellent intelligence and powerful ruling over the 7 nations of the Godhood countries. People are particularly excited and nervous today, as the Queen of the North is expected to deliver the next heir of the kingdom today. The King who is often calm natured is now on the verge of collapse with both excitement and nervous.
The winter's icy temperature was evident inside the Queen's room.
The Queen now a crying mess, groaned with pain. The hair combined with sweat covering half of her face. The Queen lay upon the bed, her strength waning with each passing moment.
At last, with a final, anguished cry, her ordeal came to an end.
In the flickering light of the hearth, a midwife held up a squirming bundle, her voice trembling with shock.
"It's a girl, my lady," she announced.
The Queen who was just relaxed a moment ago is now trembling with shock. Before she could react, the door was wide open.
The King and a few men entered the room, "We heard the cry of the baby," said a tall man with a clear voice.
"It's a girl, my lord," said the Queen with a slight cracking voice.
The men present in the room gasped loudly,
"This can't be" exclaimed the king. "what is the meaning of this, my lady?" asked the lady with anger evident in his voice.
"I-I don't know my king, I've done everything the witch has told me to. I don't know where or how it went wrong." said the queen with tears flowing through her dark brown eyes.
"Summon that bloody witch," commanded the king to the men present in the room.
A tall man with a cold aura, capable of making any man kneel instantly, held the baby girl with a firm grip and said with a slight smirk, "This girl shall be named Blaire Wessein, the future ruler of the North." he exclaimed happily while holding the baby.
"And I shall guide her through, my lady I will make her the wolf queen. Don't fret my queen. Soon you shall be mine." said the man to the queen. Lady Elizabeth Wessein, holding King James Wessein's lifeless body looked at the man Jeremy Wessein in horror and shock.
With the horror of the last few hours and the weight witch's curse, weighing heavily on her mind, the lady could only nod.
She looked at her child with hatered slowly brewing in her heart for killing her beloved and for giving an opening to the man in front of her a wicked opportunity.
Unbeknownst to her, the child's fate has already been sealed by the heavens.