[PROLOGUE]
[THIRD PERSON]
"Slow and steady. We only have a few more steps to go." The man's soothing words did little to suppress the urge to scream as the baby kicked and moved in the women's belly.
The women grunted out, just barely suppressing another scream as the baby kicked near her bladder, squirming even more.
"Hurry Philip." The women grunt, as she scrunched her face up, agonizing pain ripped through her body.
"Where here." The man Philip said, as he kicked open the cabin door. "Once we're inside the protection spell around the cabin will keep you and the child safe, as well as keep any outside threats from hearing you scream during the delivery."
"Alright." The women said, cold sweat dripping down her forehead as Philip lead her in the cabin.
Philip quickly brought her to the bedroom, and laid her down. He chanted a few words to activate the protection spell, before hurrying to tend to the lady.
***
"Push." Philip said as the women, her skin as pale as freshly fallen snow, cold sweat rushed down her face, pushed. Her screams echoed through the room, as she pushed once more at Philip's command.
"Come on, come on." Philip said in a soothing voice. A soothing voice that did little to calm the women once again.
Tears ran down the women's face, as she wailed and yelled. Pushing every time Philip told her to.
After a few more minutes of wailing, yelling, crying and pushing, the cries of a child rung out. The sound echoed and bounced off the walls of the cabin.
"I have to clean him and then afterwards I will let you hol—"
"No let me hold him now." The women said, reaching for her baby.
Philip moved closer, handing the crying baby to its mother.
The baby looked at its mother, their eyes meet, both showing nothing but tender care.
"Hush little baby don't say a word ." The mother sang, her voice angelic as was her face.
She was lovely, her high cheekbones and pointed noise, her skin was fair, with a light rosy blush upon her cheeks. Her strawberry blond hair hung around her face, her beautiful mitch matched eyes looked upon her son as she sang.
"Mama's gonna buy you a mockingbird."
"And if that mockingbird don't sing."
"Mama's gonna buy you a diamond ring."
"And if that diamond ring turns to brass."
"Mama's gonna buy you a looking glass."
"And if that looking glass gets broke."
"Mama's gonna buy you a billy goat."
The child cry's slowly turned into chocked whines as his mother slowly rocked him in her arm as she sung. His eyes fluttered slowly as they started to close, his breath evened out and finally the child sleep.
***
8 years later...
"Mama?" The small child called as he ran out of the bedroom. He made his way down the short hallway, until he found himself in the kitchen.
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