It was a late night in England. The sounds of thunder boomed across the city of London as civilians scurry to get home. Though the people didn't know that their country was at his own home with a small bundle in his arms. His green eyes stared down in amazement and sadness as he watched the small girl down in his arms.
Never in his life did Arthur except to see an actual infent being in his own arms. The small child was found by local police, though they didn't give him details where they found the small girl something inside him said she has been through more that a small infent should have been through. She was given to him covered in dirt and was crying from hunger. Arthur, having his perantal instincts kick in quickly feed the poor girl first before bathing her, which he quickly found out she was female and loved being bathed.
Soon after her bath, Arthur dried her off and bundled up her tiny body to settle her to sleep. There he sat, taking in her light, almost white, blonde hair.
"What shall we name you love?" he asked quietly, rocking her gently. A soft smile covered his face as he thought.
"How about Gwen Nell?" he asked, naming her after one of the historical women in his countries history. He nodded lightly as he agreed with the name happily. The small girl peek open her eyes, shocking the male with her strange but beautiful mismatch eyes. One being a bright blue as the other being an deep purple.
"Well Gwen, aren't you full of surprises love." the man chuckled as she cooed at him before falling back asleep. Arthur, looking outside the window, thought that he should inform his boss that he's going to be needing a few weeks off before deciding against it.
"I'm sure I can bring her to the office if needed."