One night a woman, a mother, a queen, traveled through a forest on horseback to someone's, or something's, home. She wanted her baby to be safe and secure, and she didn't want her baby to die in a war.
Once she had reached the place the woman set her baby in front of the door, knocked on it, and rode her horse back to the castle. She had tears racing down her cheeks as she rode away.
The door flung open and standing there, the one who had opened the door, stood a man with really dark purple hair red eyes and a slightly faded peach color skin. He was slightly floating, or levitating, in the air by about a foot. He looked down to the baby human, he started to get a surprised yet sad expression on his face while the baby whined.
"Oh dear me. Sh... don't you worry, we'll take great care of you." The man whispered giving the baby a bottle of milk he had summoned. He carried the baby in and sat on a couch rocking the human baby to sleep.
An older woman came running down the stairs, "I heard the door open. What happened Ark?" The lady then noticed that there was a human baby with Ark. He looked over his shoulder putting his finger to his lips "Shhh... Don't wake her."
"Oh, sorry... what shall we call it?" The lady was now whispering as she came closer to the sleeping baby.
"How about, Amelia."
"Amelia, I like that."
And they both sat beside each other, holding the baby as it slept. Peacefully and quietly, both Ark and Luce drifted to sleep, cuddling the baby as with each other.
