The Magicless Angel
The night sky shimmered with countless stars, streaked by falling lights, all under the watch of a radiant red moon.The wind was cool and gentle.
A sky like this was a rare sight; one that hadn't appeared in a million years.
There was complete silence.
A large castle, red and white in color, was surrounded by a beautiful garden filled with many kinds of flowers. Some were tall and beautiful, while others were short and gorgeous.
"The breeze rustled the flowers, scattering petals like confetti while carrying their fragrance across the garden.
Inside the castle, in a large bedroom, maids were gathered around a red bed. They had worried looks on their faces, and some were rushing out of the room.
A woman was in extreme pain as she gave birth. The maids were assisting her.
The woman was the Queen Of Angels Seraphina Valentine, giving birth to her third child. She was trying to endure the pain, which was so intense it felt like she was about to die. Though she had given birth twice before, nothing compared to this pain so sharp it felt as if it would tear her apart.
Lilith, the head maid, held her hand. "Hold on, my Queen," she said, her voice filled with concern.
Seraphina's scream tore through the chamber before it died into ragged breaths. Her body trembled, sweat clinging to her skin as her fists crushed the bedsheets in desperation.
Then, a baby's cry rang out.
