Sefie Arouet's Story
Prologue
the power that will save the entire world
from annihilation."
"I never did believe in fate or destiny ... but now, I guess I have to give it the benefit of the doubt."
"It's a girl, milady." The midwife announced as she cleaned and wrapped the infant with cloth. The baby had the clearest blue eyes that seemed to change shades according to her mood. The newborn also had such fair complexion, matching her mother's. The midwife now handed the child to the pale and exhausted yet delighted mother. It was exactly midnight and the full moon shone brightly through the window. A slight breeze rustled and blew through the window.
"What hath the gods named her ..." The midwife whispered as she formed intricate symbols in the air. She hummed a mystical tune and closed her eyes. As she hummed, the symbol she had drawn glowed visible. Suddenly, she opened her eyes. "Sefie ..." Thus, her name became Sefie Arouet, the daughter of Lady Sandrilene and Lord Tristan Arouet.
Lady Sandrilene looked at her husband, smiling and then gazed at her daughter and embraced her lovingly. Lord Tristan then asked the midwife, "Will she receive the christening?" The midwife took hold of a ceramic bowl with intricate patterns. It was filled with oil. "We shall see if the gods have a special purpose for her, milord." She chanted a spell as she formed a symbol on the now crying infant's forehead. The midwife waited for a few seconds and a symbol glowed, emanating an azure light and subsided. The midwife smiled. "It seems that the goddess of the wind granted your child her protection and strength. She then dipped her index finger into the bowl and christened the baby. As soon as the midwife had finished, she stood up, gathered her belongings. "It seems that my work here is done. Do you need anything else?" Lord Tristan smiled and shook his head. "Thank you for your services." The midwife beamed. "It was a pleasure to serve you both and I believe I can clearly state that your daughter is very special ... yes, very special indeed." She bowed and left.
The stars seemed to glow brighter than ever; somehow, they seemed to watch over the child. From a distant the goddess of the wind smiled and a breeze blew through the window to caress the sleeping infant in her mother's arms.