Chapter 3 - REBORN?!

Rebirth!

WAHH WAHH WAHHH!

The "wails" of a newborn resounded through the building. Seeing the birth of a new life, all the surrounding maids and caretakers broke out into tears and danced happily among each other , clearly excited at the prospect of a new addition to the house.

"He's a healthy boy, Madam!" The nurse said confidently.

"Quick. Quick! Let me see my baby." The woman that had just given birth exclaimed, clearly in a rush and eager to see the child she had toiled thick and thin for, for the past 2 years.

Soon the baby boy was placed in her hands. Seeing the boy, the woman's features melted into an expression of warmth. With joy and love so vivid it could have melted the coldest of hearts.

"Kaeladran.." she mumbled, choosing a name she deemed worthy of her son . "Kaeladran Eralith Sahtalas." she uttered, jubilation crossing her face.

Looking upon this scene in a dazed Kaladan, now apparently Kaeladran tried to focus on the woman before him. Having not seen anything in years the sudden outburst of light had left him blinded. After taking a few moments to gather himself he finally found himself able to see clearly. And to say he was shocked would have been a great, great grievous understatement. 

What met his eyes was the most beautiful woman he had ever met. EVER laid his eyes upon. With platinum hair laced and streaked with blonde. Deep crimson eyes that seemed to somehow blend with a majestic light violet leaving her eyes a mixture between the two. Her face was angular with soft and sharp features intertwining and working harmoniously to paint a picture that he doubted even the best of mankind from his past world could replicate.

Since he had just been born he couldn't really move nor twist his neck to look at his surroundings leaving him entranced and hypnotized into the face of the woman he assumed birthed him.

'Damn. That's my mother? Shi… if somebody had warned me I would have kept my feet to myself.'

A/N- Imma use * in between the quotation marks for languages he doesn't understand. Btw imma switch it up a lil. '' are going to be used to describe what's going on in Kaeladran's head.

"*Hmm.." The woman said, seeming to ponder something.

"* What is it Madam?" The nurse that had assisted the Woman in giving birth asked. Slightly tilting her head in confusion.

"*Eadith..Is it just me, or did he inherit more from his father than he did me?"

The nurse, Eadith, took a deep look at the baby, also began contemplating.

"*That may just be biased my lady, while he seems to have inherited his fathers hair, and eyes, he seems to have inherited all your facial features. With him having a mixture of you and his skin" Eadith promptly replied.

'Wha.' Kaeladran was lost, so very lost. He didn't seem to have inherited the rumoured reincarnation perks, seeing as he didn't have a single clue of what the fuck they were saying.

He also began to try and focus on the woman that was talking to his mother. Seeing that she was also a beauty,with straight luscious black hair with slight bangs on the sides of her face, and slight what he assumed japanese facial features, while not anywhere close to rivaling his mother, she would have given any female models on Quickagram and TokTak a run for their money. 

'Maybe I should cry to get their attention. In those novels I read, usually the mother would pop a tit when the baby started crying, I want some tits.'

WAHH WAH!

 Turning her attention away from Eadith the woman gazed at her son. Trying to find the reason for the abrupt cry. Not seeing anything wrong she turned her head to Eadith once again. A question on her face.

"*Why is he crying?"

"*Perhaps he's hungry?"

"*Hmm. Take him to the dining hall, and have the chefs cook some porridge. Remind them that they will give their best or risk being fired. Also choose a caretaker for him, choose well. For from now on she will be his personal maid." Saying so the woman gave one last look at the boy, the love in her eyes apparent to all in the room.

"*Yes, my Lady." Saying so, Eadith took the baby from the women's grasp before exiting the Nursing hall of the Palace.

'Huh. Wait. Where are my tits?' Seeing his assumed mother figure leaving his line of sight Kaeladran inwardly panicked. This led to him crying even more.Which in turn spurred Eadith to walk with haste, Assuming he was hungry.

Eadith Pov

Now out of the sight of my Lady I gazed more seriously upon the newest member of the house.

With a striking full head of Golden red hair that seemed to glow like flames, and crystal clear golden eyes that contained a vertical slit to them, all features that he seemed to have inherited from his bastard father. 

Seeing his weak little figure cradled in my arms I couldn't contain the urge to kiss his forehead. He was just adorable. The way his eyes looked at me just made me giddy in my shoes, filling me with energy I never knew I lacked,

Interesting that something that looked so precious came from such a damned being.

 Maybe I also was being a little biased. While yes, my Lady could sometimes be quite the handful at times, and even a little psychotic. I knew all she ever had in her heart was love for that man. So what if she had him shackled at one point for saying he would leave her? Who gave him the right to utter such words to the Madam. In my opinion he should have also been lashed a thousandfold for saying such callous words.

A shame that he actually did manage to escape.

Shaking her head, Eadith returned back to the present, finally making it to the dining hall she called upon one of the chefs-the best one at that.

"I give you 15 minutes to make some porridge befitting of his grace. Do note that my lady has explicitly said that if you somehow fail to do so, do know your job as one of the palace chefs will be over. And do take note that I will take it upon myself to ensure you never live to see another day."

As she continued to speak the chef slowly turned more and more pale in fright.

Did she need to say all that? No, but seeing as the little prince was just born, she wanted to ensure he had the very best.

"Ye.Yes lord Eadith." The chef slightly stuttered out.

Saying so he quickly returned to his station, preparing himself to do his absolute

best. 

Now that was done. Eadith gazed upon the roof of the palace. Lost in thought. What caretaker should she assign the young master? Only the best, she thought. But who? 

'Hmm. Who among them would be best qualified? Not only would she have to be strong enough to protect him, but also beautiful enough for him not to reject her when he matures. Since he's half draconic he's probably going to be quite the handful in the future. So if he deems her ugly how will be able to keep her close enough to monitor him?'

Augh. She was getting a headache just thinking about it.

'Wait. Perhaps.. Yes, she should do.' While slightly on the fence with her choice, knowing how strange the woman she had in mind was. Ignoring the peculiarity of her mind. She really was the best choice. With her appearance surpassing her own somewhat and while she did not currently have strength on par of her own quite yet. She easily had the potential to reach it soon enough.

Having decided, she turned her attention back to the chef, seeing him nearly finished she seated herself along with the young master. Taking it upon herself today to feed him personally.

Kaeladran's Pov

 'What's on her mind?' Seeing the lady holding face scrunch up slightly, he was puzzled. 

He didn't have time to ponder on it though as his attention was caught on the sight of pure luxury all around them. Chandeliers full of gold and what he assumed were rubies. Diamonds polished to perfection encrusted on the walls, As he looked he noticed that not a speck of dust could be seen at all, with everything seeming to glisten and glow. The paintings that he was able to see looked like they were just painted a few moments ago. And the walls looked like they were just given a paint job just hours before. 

Soon they reached a hall so expansive it looked to have a length similar to a football field. With grand chandeliers on the roof and a long exquisite looking table. Even though the table looked long there were only a few seats concentrated at the top where he assumed the head sat.

The lady carrying him soon said something to one of the women, he assumed they were maids due their choice of clothing, following them. Soon a man was brought before him. The lady again opened her mouth saying something to the man brought before them.

As she kept talking, he noticed that he seemed to be getting paler. He wondered why.

Anyway he soon left and the lady carrying him soon sat down. With her sitting on one of the chairs on the table. With him still on her. His head directly on her breasts.

'They're quite soft, hmm I wonder if i'll ever be able to caress them.' Setting a little goal to touch all over them in the future Kaeladran thought of something else he noticed.

'They're all white. Like every damned person I've met so far has been white. Damn why the fuck can't I move my neck?' At this point he was seriously worried he'd been white washed. Dr.Umar would've killed him if he ever found out, a brother not just dating the whites. But turning white? Oh hell nah. Death a hundredfold. Banishment a distant dream.

Soon he noticed a maid pushing a gold encrusted cart towards him. Quite the waste since he only saw a single bowl on the entire thing. A cart that could have been filled with enough food to feed a family of ten. Being used to carry a little bowl, how decadent.

Soon the cart reached right beside him, with the maid "expertly" placing the bowl and utensils on the table.

The lady that had been carrying him so far then started to feed him, blowing on the food-porridge he assumed- before pressing it to his lips.

Reluctantly he opened his mouth to eat, Tity milk wouldv'e been far far better, but this would have to do.

'Ommm. Fuck, this shit is goodd. What the fuck did they put in this shit.'

He felt like he just had a mouthgasm. This stuff tasted heavenly.

Before he even knew it, the food was gone.

'Shit. I need more. But how?' He cried once again.

WSHH 

When in doubt. Cry. That was going to be his new philosophy.

'Is he sleepy now?' Eadith thought, seeing that once again, the young master was in tears and wailing. Not once did she think that he was hungry again, that the serving she had brought would've been enough for a 10 year old, much less a baby not even a day old. And even then she had all that food made taking in mind his draconic lineage. 

Getting up she soon arrived at the section of the palace renovated and dedicated to the young master.

Soon reaching his room she sat on the rocking chair next to his cradle.

Rocking him back and forth as to sooth him into the land of dreams.

'Once again, the art of crying has failed me.' Kael thought. Annoyance simmering within him. ' Atleast im pressed against these melons, and what's up with this room.' The room he was now in would've alone been as big as a gas station store from his past life. 

And that cradle. 'Fuck, thats big enough for a whole family of 8.'

Soon though, he found himself getting more and more drowsy.

Before he fell asleep he thought about his new circumstances

'So at least I have a mother in this life, no sight of a potential father though. And we seem quite well off as well, so are we nobility? Royalty even?' 

Not wanting to think too deeply about it, he soon fell asleep. Day one of this world passing through quietly.