The Hybrid's Submission ON HOLD

Newborn Φ

The baby has a full set of snow white hair and the deepest purest black eyes. The white symbolizes purity and innocence, all things perfect in the world. But his black eyes is the destruction, the evil that resides in this world.

The baby, just born, lays snuggled in his light green blanket wrapped in his mother's tired arms after five months of developing, and nine hours of labor.

His skin's pink and softer than silk. Chubby cheeks and small hands with one wrapped around his father's finger and the other close to his heart.
The father, gazes down in wonderment, already a father of two grown children, but he never thought he'll create a creature this pure and innocent.

The baby doesn't have his mother's or father's hair or eyes. It's too early to tell who the newborn will resemble.

Gorgeous, the newborn is. The most gorgeous baby they have ever seem. But every parent say that.

The newborn, the parents could tell will make a difference in their lives. They knew he would be very special.

Why wouldn't he be. Not only has the baby manage to melt his father's heart in less than a second of laying eyes on him, he's also a hybrid.

A hybrid prince. The first in all of history.

The new father knew there will be trouble in the covens. The unknown tend to cause panic, but the King knew he'll do everything in his power to protect this precious and very rare creature.

But the new parents didn't care about the consequences, they already love their son and will do anything for him.

Even give up the crown.

Their son, their family comes first.

The newborn yawns, having no idea of the awe, the absolute uncertainty he will bring, the complete devotion of his parents, and the jealousy of his brothers.

The mother and father have no idea of the importance of this tiny creature. But that didn't matter at this moment in time, because in this moment, nothing could ruin this precious phenomenon.