The Fallen Jester of Remnant

The Silver Prince Part 1 - Youth

After taking the baby home, they thought hard about what to name him. Eventually, they decided on Daren, which was suggested by a handmaiden. After sending away the maids that tickled and cooed at the babies, the king and queen went to their private chamber to feed them.

With Daren and Aranea fed, they were gently set down in a crib. There wasn't enough time to build another one, but it had enough room to share. Aranea instinctively grabbed Daren, looking like she was protecting him. A tender smile appeared on their faces as they watched them fall asleep in each other's embrace.

The children have grown so fast in their first year. In recent months, they have started to speak simple words. Their bond seemed unbreakable. They did everything together, never staying out of sight from one another. After a week, another crib was made for Daren, but the moment the babies realized that they weren't near each other, they cried. One sleepless week passed by, with everyone pitching in to calm the babies to no effect. It was finally decided to put them in the same crib again to see what happens. Instantaneously, they began to quiet down and gurgle in their baby talk. They kept it that way ever since during their infancy. They didn't want another sleepless night like that again.

Ozma and Salem soon noticed that Daren's gray eyes were starting to turn silver. Realizing that they found a lost bloodline of the silver eyes, they knew that he was destined for greatness one day and needed to be guided in the right direction to realize his potential. That thought was put on hold for now, for they are expecting another child soon.

Two months later, Salem gave birth to twins. Two beautiful girls are now in the king and queen's arms. The maids were told to bring in Daren and Aranea to meet their new sisters. As they were brought close to their sisters, their eyes began to sparkle, and they tried to grab them with excited cries of, 'Gimme!' The king gently pushed them back, causing them to tumble on the bed. Everyone present let out a chuckle as they whined in annoyance. Salem cooed to the one she was holding before looking at her other children. "Not yet. You're not big enough to hold your sisters."

Ozma sat on the bed and gave an overexaggerated thinking look. "But we haven't thought of any names yet. Can you think of any?"

Everyone watched as the toddlers went quiet for a few seconds. Their faces scrunching as they thought about it. Then they smiled and knocked softly on each other's heads. Their little way of letting each other know when they had an idea. They turned to and crawled to one of their sisters. Daren went to the one Ozma was holding, and Aranea went to the one Salem was holding.

"W-w-wi dee ah. Wi de ah. Widia! Widia! Widia!"

"Lydia? What a wonderful name. Lydia." Ozma tasted the name on his lips, finding it pleasant to say.

"Mhm, Widia!" He smiled brightly. His baby fat made it even more adorable.

Salem let Aranea put her hand on her sister. "What do you think, Aranea? Do you have a name for your sister?"

"Sa-sa-sa. Sawa. Sawa. Sawaya. Sawaya!"

Salem kissed her on the head, making her giggle. "Sariah. What a beautiful little name for a beautiful little girl. Don't you think so, Ozma?"

"Of course I do. I'm just amazed at how bright our children are. They have excellent communication and came up with charming names for the twins. They are beginning to show the qualities of a great ruler as well. I just don't know who to pass the kingdom on to. Will it be Daren? Or Aranea?"

Salem looked at her older children playing around the bed. "It's too early to tell Ozma. They still need to grow up first. Who knows? One of them might not want to rule the kingdom."

Ozma chuckled before his face slowly darkened as he talked. "You're right. What we can do for now is raise them the best we can on how to be good people. But the people might not like that we might pass this kingdom on to our adoptive son. When do you think that we should tell him about how we found him?."