Lucky Witch Magic

Little Family

3rd Person
In the middle of a village there was a beautiful woman in a house, holding her newborn son in her arms. Both of their hair shown as brightly as the sun, and their eyes glittered like emeralds.
"You're such a handsome baby." She cooed to her baby.
After a few moments of cuddling the boy started to suck on his mothers fingers meaning he was Hungary. Taking her fingers away she snapped them only to have a bottle of milk appearing her hand. The baby was now old enough to be bottle fed instead of breastfeeding. The little boy spied on the bottle of warm milk as the woman gently kiss his head. S the two sat therein silence the father of the baby walked through the door of the house.
"Welcome home." His wife greeted him, still feeding thee baby. "How was your day?"
"Tiring." He said, slicking back in sliver hair. "But, I'm ready for today's witchery lesson."
"Can it wait until I put him down for a nap?" She asked kindly.
The husband grew irritated at simple question. Ever sense they had the child there were less lessons for his education in the magic arts. But he still loved his family no less.
"Sure." He said, taking his lovely bride into his arms. At that moment, the woman was at her happiest. In her lovers arms with the product of their love in her arms.
But little did she know that her lover would be the cause of the most unbearable pain her son will endure in her absence.