1 Birth of the Phoenix

The cry of a newborn babe is what can be heard across the vast hallways as the princess of Soleil is born, the noise bouncing off the stone walls of the palace.

Inside a beautiful door, white as milk and decorated in runes that whispers of ancient origin, was a wailing babe, clad in nothing but soft red silk, in the hands of its mother while the servants and the healer fussed around the pair, all the while the father of the child cradles his probably broken hand that few mere moments ago was used as an anchor by his wife.

And though the pain had yet to dull, Regulus Flare, the King of Soleil, stops cradling his damaged in favor of holding a thumb on the newborn while his golden eyes stared fondly at the Baby girl as she has finally stopped her wails.

Angelina Flare, Queen of Soleil, feels as if her life had now been completed, as after years of wishing and praying to the gods, they had finally given her a child.

She will forever be in dept to those above, for despite her age they had seen it fit to bless her with a beautiful daughter.

And beautiful indeed the child was.

For while, she is new, tuffs of crimson red hair are already on her head, like her mother, while her eyes have already developed her father's golden eyes, unique only to the royal bloodline.

And though it has only been a few moments since their been in the child's presence, there love for there new daughter dug deep into the couple's heart.

A flame of love and protectiveness.

A family as strong as fire had started that very day.