From the minute the Pauidan twins took their first breaths, the King of magic, who was watching down on their birth, knew they were the chosen ones.
He took three small steps forward, but feared that was beyond the restricted lines.
Instead, he looked down approvingly at the two girls, their parents cooing overhead.A rather tall women, supposedly Hispanic, asked the parents softly, "Have you two decided on their names? If not, I'll give you a couple more minutes for your decision."
The mother shook her head and replied, "... Give us a... few more minutes. I'd really like to see their eyes."
It wasn't long until the child on the left took its first look of its surroundings, with their ruby irises gleaming in the artificial lighting.
She smiled and turned to the other, who was drinking in the new scene with curious, deep violet eyes, pupils as soft as the summer's breeze knocking at the window.
"Yes," she declared, holding her head high, "I am now ready to name them. My, aren't they beautiful...?"
"Of course they are," the nurse replied, with slight agitation in her voice, "So, what shall their names be?"
The woman cradled the violet- eyed one in the crook of her arm, the father holding the other, and both announced the names.
"Annie."
"Bella."
The king smiled ever so slightly, and then whispered, "Good luck."