"King, king! The queen is born! The queen is born! Princess! Princess!"
The carved wooden door was pushed open, and a woman rushed out with a baby in her arms. Wrapped within it in the softest silk and beautiful lace was a newborn baby.
Although she had just been born, her beauty was gradually revealed. Her lips were as red and soft as roses, her skin was as white and soft as gelatin, and the fetal hair on her head was thick, glowing golden like the brightest sunshine in the world. Although his eyes were half-open, his purple pupils shone like the most precious gems in the world.
The young and handsome king held his child with loving eyes in his eyes, "This child is so favored by God." He lowered his head, kissed the child gently on the face, and entered the delivery room with the child in his arms.
The queen looked pale and leaned tiredly on the pillow. The king sat on the edge of the bed and placed the child in the queen's arms.
The queen looked at her child and smiled, gently touching her face to hers. The queen said like a sigh, "My child, mother loves you..."
Then, maintaining that posture, the queen gradually closed her eyes and remained motionless. The king realized something was wrong and touched the queen lightly. The queen followed the king's hand and gently fell to one side, "Queen!"
At this time, the child in the queen's arms also cried loudly.