A new sun

Noah, with his bright ruby eyes wide in awe, leaned over the crib, his excitement palpable.

“Can she hear us? Can she understand?” he chirped, bouncing on his toes. His innocent curiosity was infectious, and Cristella felt a flutter of joy at the attention.

“Of course she can!” Mariah replied with a soft chuckle, her voice a melodic blend of warmth and authority. “She’s special, Noah. She has the blessings of the spirits.”

Leonor, tall and regal, stood beside his wife, a protective aura surrounding him. “We must ensure she grows strong and wise,” he said, his voice deep and reassuring. “With all four affinities, she will be a beacon in these times.”

Cristella’s heart raced at the thought of her unique abilities. The weight of potential pressed upon her small shoulders, but the warmth of the queen’s blessing kept her fears at bay.

As Mariah stepped back to regain her strength, Cristella caught sight of her mother entering the room. Her eyes sparkled with love as she rushed to her side. “Oh, my sweet Cristella!” she cooed, leaning down to kiss the baby’s forehead. “You’ve already captured so many hearts.”

Cristella gazed up at her mother, feeling an overwhelming sense of belonging. In this world filled with magic and wonder, she knew she was loved.

“Let us take her to the hall,” Leonor suggested gently. “We have much to discuss about her future ,even Ruby and Alex must be worried sick about her .”

With a graceful wave of her hand, Mariah summoned the maids who had been waiting outside. They entered quietly, their faces filled with admiration as they carefully lifted Cristella’s crib. She felt herself being transported through the grand halls of the castle, the walls adorned with intricate tapestries depicting tales of bravery and magic.

As they moved deeper into the heart of the castle, Cristella’s senses were overwhelmed by the sights and sounds around her. Laughter echoed off the walls, mingling with the soft melodies played by unseen musicians. The air was thick with the scent of blooming flowers and sweet pastries.

Upon entering the grand hall, Cristella was greeted by a dazzling sight: long tables laden with food, vibrant banners hanging from the ceiling, and guests dressed in elegant attire. It was a celebration, and she was at its center.

Ruby who saw her best friend with her daughter coming and placed her near a crib. She placed a gentle hand on Cristella’s crib. “This is your home now, little one,” she said softly. “You will grow surrounded by love and magic.”

Suddenly, a hush fell over the crowd as they turned their attention to Cristella. Whispers of admiration filled the air—words like "miracle" and "blessing" floated around her like petals in the wind.

As Cristella took it all in, she felt a flicker of uncertainty rise within her. With all this attention and expectation, would she truly be able to live up to it?

But just as quickly as the doubt came, it was replaced by a warm glow of determination. She would embrace her destiny—whatever challenges lay ahead. After all, she was Cristella, daughter of magic and light.

And as if sensing her resolve, a soft breeze swept through the hall, carrying with it a hint of laughter and joy. In that moment, Cristella knew she was not alone; she had a family and most importantly—a world to explore.

With newfound strength coursing through her tiny form, Cristella smiled for the first time, a radiant beacon in a world filled with possibilities.As the sun dipped lower in the sky, casting a warm, golden light over the garden, Cristella felt a spark of excitement coursing through her tiny body. Noah continued to show off his water magic, creating intricate shapes that glimmered in the evening light. Each small splash and shimmer filled Cristella with wonder, igniting a flicker of curiosity about her own potential.

“Okay, now it’s your turn!” Noah said, bouncing on the balls of his feet. “Try to make something! I’ll help you!”

Cristella looked down at her small hands, wondering how she could possibly conjure anything like Noah. She didn’t even know how to speak yet, let alone perform magic! But as she glanced around at the blooming flowers and fluttering butterflies, a warmth began to fill her. It was as if the world around her was encouraging her to try.

Noah sensed her hesitation and knelt closer, his red eyes gleaming with encouragement. “Just think about what you want to make! Close your eyes, breathe in the magic around you, and let it flow through you!”

Taking a deep breath, Cristella closed her eyes tightly. She focused on the warmth she felt, the gentle breeze caressing her face, and the sounds of the garden coming alive with evening activity. She thought about the butterflies flitting about, their delicate wings glistening like jewels in the light. Suddenly, she felt an overwhelming sense of connection to them, as if they were a part of her.

With a flicker of determination, she opened her eyes and raised her tiny hands, picturing a butterfly in her mind. For a brief moment, nothing happened. Then, without warning, a small burst of energy erupted from her palms, and a shimmering golden butterfly emerged from the air, fluttering in front of her, glowing with iridescent colors.

“No way!” Noah gasped, his mouth agape in disbelief. “You did it! You made a butterfly!”

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