Lambo Bovino was born on a cloudy day. The wind was strong and the air freezing. It wasn't the type of day you thought would be happy. And it wasn't.
At first Aliz Bovino was ecstatic at his heirs birth, but then it happened. She wasn't waking up, why wasn't she waking up? Is this normal?
Why are they telling him to wait outside? Whats going on? He paced outside the door assigning guards inside the room of his wife and child. Protect that at all cost.
Name the child they told him. Everything was going strange.
"Lambo." Why? He glanced at the child through the glass. He looked like a little lamb he thought giddy. His little lamb. And then he heard the screams and the beeping and all thought left him, he sweet little maria was dying he knew. But he could never accept that. Not ever.
He steeled himself from watching her door and looked down at his little lamb. His little Lambo.