Chapter 2

As I floated in a warm and dark sensation, I tried to open my eyes, but it was futile. I also realized that my range of motion was limited, and I could only move my legs. Despite the limitations, I felt calm and relaxed as the warm and dark surroundings were comforting.

Suddenly, I felt a force lifting and pulling me in a completely different direction. In a flash, the familiar warmth and darkness were gone. I opened my eyes and was blinded by a bright light. I can hear myself crying and people talking around me. As I try to look at the people around me all I see is a blur. I look up and see what I believe to be my mother. She has curly brown hair and has beautiful blue eyes she, is the only thing that is not blurred probably because I was very close to her.

My crying continued as I had no control over it but My mother's gentle touch and soothing voice calmed me down, but I was still overwhelmed by the bright lights and the unfamiliar surroundings. As my eyes slowly adjusted, I could make out the blurry shapes of several people standing around me. They were all looking down at me with wide smiles on their faces, cooing and murmuring words of welcome. A man that appeared to be in his early forties with a full beard, was talking to an older gentleman who was bowing to him.

A few minutes later it seemed that the man that I presumed to be my father said his goodbyes to my mother and left with the older gentlemen leaving me alone with my mother.

Still having no understanding of where I am I attempted to move around but my attempts were stopped by my mother as she stuck her nipple inside my mouth and I instinctively started to suck. The milk flooded my mouth and I felt my hunger dissipate. I felt a sudden wave of tiredness hit me and soon I fell asleep in the arms of my mother.

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It has been 8 weeks since I was reborn in this world. My eyes were wide open and now I can see the world more clearly. From the looks of it my family is rich as the walls in my room are filled with gold. As I continued to gaze around my room, I noticed that the bed I was lying on was made of the finest silk, and the pillows were soft and fluffy. The room was spacious and elegantly decorated with beautiful paintings and sculptures. I saw a massive chandelier hanging from the ceiling, and it illuminated the room with a warm, golden light.I knew my family was well off but I did notice the lack of technology around. It seems from everything I have seen that this world is less developed.

I also started to pick up the language little by little as I found out that my father is Count George De Clare a very successful businessman and my mother Alice De Clare is the daughter of a viscount and she is a very successful businesswoman as she helped my father expand his business into women's products. Just as I was in the middle of my thoughts, my mother walked into the room, indicating that it was time for another feeding.

After I finished feeding, my mother gently laid me down on my little bed and lovingly pinched my cheeks, exclaiming, "Oh, those chubby little cheeks! I could just kiss them all day long."

She then read me a story about a brave knight and a beautiful princess. After she finished, she leaned in and planted a sweet kiss on my forehead before leaving the room.

After my mother left, I lay in my bed, trying to make sense of every word she said. I focused on connecting the words to the English language so that I could understand her better. As I concentrated on this task, I began to feel drowsy, and soon after, I drifted off to sleep.

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"Master Lucas please stop moving your legs so much"

'This is the worst part of my reincarnation' I couldn't stare at the maid currently cleaning my pee and poo. It was too embarrassing. I wished I could clean myself but I barely had any control over my legs and arms so I could do nothing but endure.

Nine weeks have passed since my reincarnation, and my family has been amazed by my rapid development. I started crawling and attempting to speak at a faster pace than the norm for my age, leaving my mother and father in a state of shock. However, I could sense a hint of pride behind their bewilderment, which made me feel happy and content.

"Alright Master Lucas, all done time to get you changed so you can meet the lady"

Pulling me out of my thoughts the maid began to change me and started heading toward my mothers' chambers.

"Lady Alice I bring the young master Lucas" the maid announced

"Bring my handsome little boy here," my mother said looking at me with her beautiful blue eyes

"M-aaa—" I tried to speak but it was a struggle as my vocal cords weren't fully developed but I continued my miserable attempt

"Mmmm…Maaama" After a good minute of struggle I finally managed to make the words escape my mouth. I felt prided in myself to accomplish such a thing at 9 weeks old and it seems my mother agrees.

Her eyes were wide from shock and she wasn't the only one as the maids turned around with gasped mouths. My mom was staring at me intensely and I could feel her heartbeat going wild from excitement

"Did you just call me mother?" she asked, tears of joy welling up as she hugged me tightly, almost suffocating me. I knew that I was far from a normal baby but the effort to say mama still exhausted me as my eyes began to shut down.