Oberon wondered as the box kept moving and wasn't planning to stop.
Nyx clapped and grinned, "I told you, I am fine, there is nothing wrong with me and still yet, you do not want to believe me."
Oberon was pissed off, "How can this be?"
Nyx smiled sweetly at the baby who was still running with the doctor's box. The doctor was already angry, he grabbed a vase that was on a nearby table and threw it at the baby.
Nyx was terrified, she stood up but Oberon quickly grabbed her hand and pinned her down on the chair.
"He might hurt him, please don't let him do that," she pleaded.
Oberon shook his head, "What have you brought upon us? Where did this baby come from?"
"I do not know, but he is my son, do not do anything to harm him," she was close to tears.
"Your majesty," the doctor called.
He turned to face him, "What is it?"
"The baby has disappeared with my box," he panted.
