Okay so the other day I was sitting down and was writing the first chapter and realized that although I knew all the little details about who I had killed and who I had created, no one else did. I decided to create flashbacks that explains all the facts that would take up a whole chapter or two just to mention. In between each chapter there will be a little flashback that explains something.
This flashback is the day that Prince Shalom and Prince Celestian were born. It will help explain the bond that Princess Amberly has with her youngest brother, Prince Celestian.
Flashback #1
I remember the day my little brothers were born. My father had led me into the hospital wing and sat me down in a chair by my mother's side.
I remember her asking me if I wanted to hold one of them and me nodding eagerly.
I remember my father showing me how to cradle him in the nook of arm before laying a swaddled little package into my hands and how I thought he looked like a tiny little doll.
I remember his little eyes looking up at me with all this love. All of his features looking as if made out of glass. I knew right then and there that he would be an amazing son and brother.
I remember looking up and seeing my mother smiling at us. Her turning and meeting my father's eyes.
I remember him nodding his head and turning towards me. "Pumpkin," he said. "Your mother and I would like you to name him. If you want to, of course."
I remember pulling my little doll closer and concentrating on his pudgy little fingers. I had racked my brain for the perfect name.
Then I thought of something.
My mother was always telling Mike, Antonio, and I about her friend Celeste. Apparently she was another girl in my father's selection and had been very mean at first. Then, she and my mother started talking and getting to know each other and they became good friends. Unfortunately she was killed when the Southern Rebels attacked.
Celeste.
Celestian.
The second I'd said the name my mother's eyes had started filling up with tears and she'd started nodding her head.
I remember my father smiling really hard and how I had thought his cheeks would hurt later.
And then I remember looking into Celestian's big, loving, brown eyes and just knowing that he was my baby brother had brought tears to my own eyes.
4 and 1/2 years have passed since that day and I can't remember ever feeling as happy as I had then.
Holding my little brother.
My little Celestian.
