Year 1559 In the continent of Froshellia, a cold winter blew near country surrounded by tall ice mountains it was called Marcovia.
In the royal palace a woman cry's out loud with great pain in her voice, as tears rolls down her cheek's, she hits her hand on the bed with great force and bites her lips.
Maids surround her they grab her by her hand trying to comfort her with pleasing word's, but it was all in vain as there pleads did not reach her instead the pain increased.
She groaned heavily the maids could see the pain in her eyes, like one who is going through hell in her eyes were the look of someone who doesn't want to give up even if it means death,
The maids were put in disary as she started to bleed they moped up the blood, as one of the maids notice that the baby's head started to come out a brief joy flowed through the room, the maid's began to encourage her to push she tighten her fist and and clenched her teeth, she forced her self with all her strength to push she used every fiber of her being it caused her great pain but she had to endure it,the baby slowly began to come out of the womb one of the maid's hurried to get a towel to carry the baby when it's delivered she handed the towel she collected from the drawer to the mid wife who was in charge of delivering the baby, the baby had already come out half the way the maid then encouraged her yelling "just a little while just endure it will all be over soon".
With the last of her strength within her she pushed and the baby and it successful came out, she breathes a breath of relief as the maids in the room were filled with joy as if they had just survived a great battle,the mid wife holding the baby wrapped him in the towel handed to her,she walked towards the queen and then handed the baby over to her as the hands of the queen stretched forward to collect her child.
She held him in her hands as she cried, for these were not tears of pain but tears of joy, she then said"alast my son has been born" in a faint voice.
Soon thereafter sounds of a joy filled the palace as his royal Majesty the king entered the room, guards at the door saluted saying"All hail his majesty the King Sinbad the third" as they stomped their foot on the floor in a loud manner.
Sinbad rushed towards his wife, who lied in a pool of blood with her son in her arm's, a tired but slightly happy look drawn on her face, seeing this he was both joyful and sad at the same time he stayed near her shedding tears with her ,he knew what was about to happen he didn't just accept it in the deepest part of his heart he wished it was all a dream she grabbed him closer to her as she handed the baby over to him, and wispherd into the child's ear silently "I love you my child I always will, I'm sorry that you have to spend the rest of your life without me, it hurts me so much knowing that when you grow I won't be there I know that you will have many obstacles but please always remember I love you even if you can't remember me just feel it in your heart and never give up for the both of us".
Silence filled the room as everybody in the room felt great and tremendous pain, but the pain and sadness they felt was like the difference between a droplet of water and an ocean, she felt so much sadness that Sinbad wanted to take all her pain away even though he knew he could not as she handed over the baby she stretched her hand forward Sinbad then grabbed her hand in that moment she was reminded of the first time her and Sinbad met.
She was a kinght who had fell of a hourse during training people laughed and scorned at her because she was a woman but Sinbad was that light that always finds it's way in the darkness as that day he stretched his hand towards her saying it's okay grab my hand remembering this she had a joyfully smile on her face saying to Sinbad "was I a good wife" Sinbad stared at her as he bursted into tears she wiped it off telling him"A King isn't supposed to cry now is he" he holds her hands and said" yeah you're right" in a sad and deep voice she looks at him one last time and says I'm sorry for leaving you alone please forgive me as her hands dropped down and her heart stopped beating at that moment Sinbad bowed his head in sadness as he stood up he placed her hands across her chest and kissed her on the forehead saying in a quiet voice soon "we will be together all of us just wait a little while please" as he stepped away from the bed he ordered the nurses to clean up the body and send it to the morg never in his life would he have ever believed that the day will come where his wife would die in his arms as he stepped out of the room the baby started to shake and a mark burnt slowly upon the child Sinbad noticed this and was frightened about it he was inturupted by the voice of a child
In the hallway of the Palace a young boy runs with a joyfully expression on his face awaiting the good news unknown to him tragedy has struck the palace with the death of the queen Diana his dear mother.
-I apologies for the bad writing and pacing of the story, This is my first time publishing a story although I've written a lot of stories please do not be offended by the manner the story is written,
Thanks.