THE REFLECTION by: The Dark Amethyst
Disclaimer:
I do not own CCS, but I do own the story in this fic. All the name of places, events and other things mentioned, which you are not familiar of, are merely products of my imagination. Any similarities in real life are purely coincidental.
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Prologue
18 years ago…
It was a cold winter. The grandfather clock at the living room had just struck midnight. An eerie music reverberated across the empty hall. Then, it stopped.
Suddenly the huge front door opened with a bang. A man in his early twenties stormed into the house like lightning. He rushed to the staircase and headed straight to the master's bedroom. And as soon as he opened the door, a loud cry greeted him. It was the cry of a child.
The old lady holding the baby turned to him and smiled. "It's a boy, Your Highness. It's a boy."
His heart filled with immense pleasure as he scooped the child in his arms, a wide smile plastered on his lips. He looked at his wife who was smiling weakly at him. She was lying on the bed extremely exhausted and pale. " Took you awhile."
" I have traveled as fast as I could. He is so beautiful." His eyes twinkled as he looked at his son.
His wife met the old lady's eyes before finally speaking, " Darling, there is something else we have to tell you." There was fear and sadness in her voice.
Her husband looked alarmed. "What is it?" He whispered.
She glanced to the small crib near the locked glass window. He followed her gaze. Confused, he handed the child to the midwife and approached the empty crib.
But… It was not empty.
Horror struck him as he had realized what this would mean. "Oh my god," he cried as he covered his face with his right hand and knelt beside the crib.
In it was a young baby sleeping soundly amidst all the commotion in the room.
She had given birth to twins!
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Author's Note:
Thank you for reading! Please R&R!