King Reginald waited in front of the room where his wife was born. Childbirth began in the twenty-eighth week of pregnancy. Everyone in the kingdom hoped it would be a girl. In Gardania, only a woman can inherit the throne. Besides, he really wanted to have a daughter. They had three sons, Edmund and Philip, six-year-old Anthoni. And ten-year-old Jackob. They also have an adopted, five-year-old son, Richard. They loved them very much.
- Your Highness. You can see your wife and daughter.
Reginald ran into the room and saw his wife.
The girl was the smallest newborn child they both knew.
- Beautiful. - about the king.
- Yes. How can I connect it?
- Maybe Blair after your mother?
- No ... Or Sophia.
- Yes! For example, but something tells me that he will be a special person and princess. And next names?
- That maybe ... Sophia Victoria Julianna Elizabeth?
- Ideal!
- Mom!
Edmund stormed into the room.
- Hi, son.
- She is my sister?
- Yes.
- What is her name?
- Sophia ... Sophie ... Saffi ... - Reginald smiled.
Edmund hugged his sister.
- I will always take care of you ...
At that moment a doctor came in.
- You have to take her to the hospital immediately. She's quite big for this week.