A baby crying....
A newborn baby's crying was heard by a handsome, tensed looking man standing outside a closed room, many others were there with him looking tensed, exited and worried.
As soon as they heard the baby's cry, their expression turned joyous!
"Congratulations sir. Dragonheart. Congratulations....!!!"
Everyone started to jump with joy, congratulating the handsome man.
The door of the room opened and a relieved looking midwife, came out with a small bundle of cloths in her hands. A wide smile appearing as soon as she saw the handsome man.
"Sir, Dragonheart, its a boy!!! Healthy, strong and a stubborn one by the looks of it. It took all my strength to pry his hands holding his mothers. Lady martha is resting now and she is completely fine. Here you go." The midwife handedover the baby to it's father.
The baby was sleeping peacefully now. As soon as it's father held the child, it opened its eye and looked directly into his father's face and smiled.
What name had you decided for the child my son. A man in his sixty came with his wife and both looked at the baby happily with tear filled eyes.
They were the young man's father, Wesley and mother, Francina.
"Father, mother, Me and Martha had decided the name for our baby long back. He will be Pheonix Dragonheart."
"Good, very good name my son. Now go and see Martha. She needs you the most now." Simon's mother patted her son's should pointing at the room.
Simon noded at his mother and father with a huge smile that almost split his face in two, and walked inside the room holding his baby in his hands.
Couple of maid's were cleaning the room and taking away the dirty cloths. They bowed to Simon and left the room.
Simon laid the baby next to a tired but a beautiful looking women, who looked at him and smiled tiredly and lifted her hand. He gently held her hand with both of his hand, sat next to her and kissed her forehead affectionately.
"It's a boy my love. Its our Pheonix. Your wish came true afterall." Simon smiled caressing Martha's chin.
Don't worry my love. Fiona will also be with our little Phoenix soon." Martha said, her already pink face turning into crimson. Simon laughed heartily, kissed her wife's forehead again and as soon as his mother and other's enterd the room he left to give them some space.
The Dragonheart's, a bloodline that had given extraordinary Knights to the Azure Kingdome is one of the famous known for their strength, bravery and righteousness. As the ladies saw them, tall, strong and handsome.
The news started to spread across the city about the son being born to Martha and Simon Dragonheart's. All the nobles of the city came with their family to wish and look at the new born baby. Even the King send them a personal written letter wishing them on being parents and even sent gifts for the born baby.
The celebration at the Dragonheart's mansion went on for weeks. But after the first cry of a new born child, the baby never cried.
The blue eyes of the baby held depth. Whenever Simon or Martha wanted to talk to their baby, they felt as if it is listening to their every words with wrapped attention. This made them feel a bit awkward and confused.
"Is it normal for a month old baby to behave like this?" Simon asked his father once when they gathered at their dinning table.
"Children's behave differently my son. Some will be cranky, some will be silent. Some will be crying all the time and aome will always be sleeping. No need to worry about it. After all, Our family is know to produce miracles. Who knows what miracle this little tough guy will bring?"
"True mom, what you said is absolutely true. Lets hope our Pheonix grows up to be a great Knight or a General who leads our Kingdom out of any difficult situation."
Simon kissed his sleeping son's forehead and handed him over to Martha, who laid him inside the crib. And joined them for dinner.
Weeks and months passed by. And as Martha and Simon wished they were blessed with a girl when Pheonix turned Four.
"Fiona, I am your big brother. I will be your best friend forever....."
Pheonix was talking to the baby sitting next to her on the bed. Martha and Simon, ruffled Pheonix's hairs lovingly and hugged him.
Pheonix, for the age of a Four year old boy, was definitely a strong one. His friends were all atleast double his age and were strong and naughty kids.
They use to steal sweets from neighbouring houses and sweet shops. Run ontop of the roofs of the outer city area. Roam around and brawl with kids acting like street thugs and help poor and old people who were in need.
This last deed of theirs, was the reason that their punishments for all their misdeeds were overlooked or were handedover with slight punishmemts.
Let it be stealing sweets, or taking on the ruffian boys, Pheonix would be the first to step forward. No matter how big or strong the other boy infront of him was, in the end Pheonix would get the better out of that person or situation.
He was nicknamed as the "Fearless/ Ferocious Pheonix."
Howevere Pheonix was as gentle as a lamb, when he was with Fiona. He carried her in his arms and on his shoulders all around the mansion and inside their estate once she turned an year old.
Likewise, Pheonix was Fiona's favourite. Whoever was holding her or whatever she would be doing, she would always smile and run to Pheonix as soon as he comes home from his outdoor adventures.
From the age of three itself, she would ask him about that days adventure as soon as Pheonix returned home and would listen to it with wrapped attention, unblinkingly.
This inturn exposed Pheonix's many activities which he rather would have kept hidden. But his love towards his sister made him tell her everything and sometime get punishment from his parents for doing those things.
He was respectful and equally loved his parents and grandparents. But his first priority in life was Fiona. Alway Fiona.