Book 1: I was reincarnated as the youngest daughter of the Marquis

chapter I : birth.

In the middle of a rainy night, the cries of a newborn child echoed through the Liberties household, mixing with the gentle patter of raindrops against the windows. Inside, the air was thick with anticipation, and when the cries finally rang out, they were met with tears of joy from the mother who held her newborn for the first time. Her eyes shimmered with relief and happiness as she gazed down at the tiny, squirming bundle in her arms, while her partner, eyes wet with tears of her own, hovered protectively nearby, her heart swelling with pride and love.

"This child is just like you master." The doctor announced to the mother.

The mother looked down at her baby's face, tracing the delicate features with her gaze.  " look, she has your eyes," she said softly, lifting the child slightly to show her partner, who was still resting from the ordeal of childbirth. The room was filled with a quiet, reverent awe as they marveled at this new life.

Taking the newborn into her arms, the mother held her close, feeling the soft warmth of her tiny body. The baby's eyes, not yet fully focused, reflected the light of the room, creating an almost ethereal glow. This moment of connection between mother and child was so beautiful that it brought tears to the other mother's eyes, a sight that never failed to stir emotions within her.

Outside the door, the other children waited with barely contained excitement, their young faces pressed close to the wood as they strained to hear any indication of the long-awaited moment. Austen, being the eldest, tried his best to maintain order among his younger siblings, but even he couldn't help but let out a squeak of surprise and delight when their mother announced that the new baby was an intersex female.

"Oh, look at her chubby cheeks. I want to eat them." The youngest said earning a nod from his twin Mathieu.

"Her eyes... are glowing red," They are, aren't they?

"They are, aren't they? "the mother said smiling softly.  her smile broadened as she looked at the baby's luminous eyes.

"What should we name her ?" The mother holding her baby asked her wife.

"Ellanore" Mathieu said taking everyone by surprise he wasn't the talkative type, unlike his twin. He was calm, talking when needed, that's how bored he was. But just like everyone in the family. He also fell in love with the newborn baby from the first look.

"I agree" his twin supported.
"Me too" Austen chimed in, followed by Orila's excited nod of approval. "I like it" she supported. Their mother Juliana clapped her hands in delight. "Ellanore it is, then!" she declared, her excitement as infectious as ever.

Lillian gazed down at their daughter, a soft smile gracing her lips. "Welcome to the family, Ellanore," she whispered, her voice full of love and promise. The baby blinked her eyes open for the first time, greeted by the warm gaze of her mothers and the eager faces of her siblings peeking in.

Ellanore's eyes began to well up, the unfamiliar faces and surroundings overwhelming her. But as she felt the gentle embrace of her mothers and heard the soft coos of her siblings, she let out a tiny, contented sigh.

And just like that, two years later the baby grows into a cute little one.

"Where is my baby " Juliana comes barging inside of the master bedroom where her wife and newborn daughter were situated.

"Calm down, love. You'll scare her." Lillian said.

"But she doesn't cry much, unlike our other kids. Remember how Arthur used to wail?""But she doesn't cry much, unlike our other kids. Remember how Arthur used to wail?

"I know," Lillian replied thoughtfully, "but maybe she's just... mature for her age." She looked down at Ellanore, who was gazing up at her with a curious expression.