500 Babies

Five years later. 

Brantley Frazier was sitting under the shade of an orange tree, which was part of the orchard his wife had been carefully nurturing from the past three years. He looked to the place where Bianca was teaching their three-year-old son, Philip, how to plant a sapling. She laughed when Philip flooded the sapling with so much water that the stem bent down. She had given him two amazing children. Both had golden hair like him but green eyes like hers. When Philip was born, Brantley thought he was the luckiest man in the world. In thousands of years, the kingdom of Aztec had got their heir. There were so many celebrations in the entire kingdom. People had come to see him and present him with gifts. It was a crazy month. According to Bia, Philip looked like him. 

His infant daughter, Leia, who was presently cradled in his right arm, for some reason slept better in her father's arm all the time.