Chapter 2

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"But who is Ophelia?" Arthur asked confused. "When there is Darkness there is bound to be Light," Marian explained. "And that light is Ophelia." She said. "We will take you to Ophelia. She will help you. And by the way, cheer up you two. The baby needs to explore this world." Marian said taking Robin in her hands. That day was filled with fun. The couples laughed and laughed after seeing the little naughtiness and innocence of the little boy. In the evening they took Robin to Ophelia. She did a spell that erased the memories of the people about that day. But when she had finished, she noticed something on Robin's right hand. "Your Majesty, may I ask, what's that on Robin's hand? Is it his birthmark?" She asked the queen. "I-I don't know. I hadn't checked his birthmark." Hearing this Ophelia took Robin in her arms. She examined the mark while Robin played as cheerfully as ever. It was a lion's face as he roared. Ophelia got shocked realizing its meaning.

 She silently gave Robin back to Ariel. "What's wrong?" Arthur asked confused. Ophelia sighed. "This birthmark is one of a kind. Whoever has it is more likely to be just like a lion. He's really lucky to have it. It has been centuries since a lion was born. But every lion gets this" Ophelia said as she pulled out a necklace and hung it around Robin's neck. "It was a silver necklace with a purple stone as its pendant. "The mark will shine the second he does something brave or sly just like a lion. She said. "But what about the necklace? What does it do?" Arthur asked. "Do you know Doom and the ancestral witches?" the couples nodded in surprise. Ophelia continued. "After Robin's birth ceremony, I had captured Doom in this very necklace. I had captured the ancestral witches at the beginning of time. Robin is way stronger than the other lions I have met. That is why I trusted him with the necklace now. But don't worry! The witches can't get out of the necklace without my magic. Keep it safe. Keep him safe." Ophelia said as she gently patted Robin's head. When they reached back, they threw a big birth ceremony again. But this time, they did it right.

Years have passed since then. Robin grew up as cheerful as ever. Brave, fearless, strong, sly, and a little mischievous. Along with his best friends, Alan and Matt pranking was his way of spending time. On the maids, his parents, King Orthel, Queen Marian, anyone he knew! One day on his way to school, he saw a girl with Alan. Robin got puzzled. He went up to Alan. "Hey, Alan! Who is this girl?" Robin asked pointing at the girl. Matt started to laugh. "Robin! This is Alan's little sister, Alana!" Robin looked at Alana who smiled sweetly at him. Suddenly, Robin felt a weird feeling in his stomach. He knew he would never have a little sister which made him very heartbroken. He went home from school that day. But he didn't pull off any prank on anyone like he used to. Even at lunch, Robin didn't open his mouth! In the evening, Ariel and Arthur went up to Robin. "Honey, do you want any presents to cheer you up? Arthur asked. At this Robin's face lit up with joy. He smiled. "Go on," Ariel encouraged. "Mom Dad, "Robin said as the couple smiled pleasantly. "I want a little sister!" the couple's smile turned into a frown. "What's wrong?" Robin asked. "The thing is that honey, you can't have a little sister," Arthur said as he patted Robin's hair. Robin ran to his room and started to cry. He stayed in his room all night. He didn't even come for supper. In the morning, the couple tried everything that usually made him laugh. But none of them worked. At last, they had no other choice but to go to Ophelia. Arthur and Ariel explained everything to her. "I have a solution to your problem, but it has consequences. After you have given birth to the little princess, -" Ophelia hadn't even finished when Arthur interrupted." You will have her for yourself?" "NO! Ariel will never give birth again" Ophelia told. "That's it?" Ariel asked. Ophelia nodded her head as in to say "yes". Ophelia made a sort of drink which she gave to Ariel. "Drink this and in 9 months, the little angle will be all yours." Ariel drank it and went back home to find Robin with Matt and Alan sitting in the throne room.

They were all playing. Matt and Alan were like usual, only Robin was acting differently. The couples hid behind a wall to listen to what they were saying. "Robin! C'mon! What's wrong with you?" Matt asked. "Yeah! you haven't talked, you haven't played you haven't done anything. You've just sat there doing nothing!" Robin just listened to them and kept quiet. The two boys, on the other hand, waited patiently for Robin to respond. "Hey?" Matt asked confused. "You're not mad at us, are you?" Alan asked. Tears flowed down from Matt's eyes and landed on Robin's cheek. Robin immediately stood up and hugged the two boys. "Why would I ever be mad at you guys, Matt?" "Then why are you acting so weird?" Alan asked. Robin sighed. "I just wished that I had a little sister, like you, Alan," Robin said as he looked at Alan desperately. At this, both Arthur and Ariel came out. They went to their rooms. During Dinner, Robin didn't even say 'Thank you to the maids or the cook! Instead, he just walked off to his room, gloomily. Days went by. There was no change in Robin's behavior at all. He could be seen in the throne room playing with his friends with a sad expression. But all the while Ariel's womb began to grow! Then the day finally arrived. Robin's 7th birthday! He was given the best breakfast and the best service. But Robin looked as gloomy as ever.

"Robin? Could you come to mum and dad's room, please? We have got a surprise for you." Arthur called out. Robin groaned and walked towards his parent's room. When he entered, he saw his parents on the bed crying. He heard Arthur whisper to Ariel. "You did it!" Robin was astounded. "Mum, Dad what's going on?" he asked with confusion. "Wait and you'll find out," Ariel said as she pulled Robin closer to her. In a few moments, they heard the crying of a baby.

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