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(Aro's PoV)
When I saw that my prodigy Felix had the fair hair vampire under control, I looked around the room, lying on the floor was a brunette woman with her neck clearly broken with two puncture wounds on the side of her neck. I almost attacked the vampire for killing what had tugged at my dear wife's and I dead hearts until I realized that I still felt the pull. Looking around the room for the person the other heart beat belonged to, I spotted my wife in the far corner cradling what looked to be a infant to her chest while dry sobbing into the unknown baby's blanket. Using vampire speed, I ran to her and took the child out of her arms, while still being mindfull to not use my full strength.
"Oh, Aro! Its a baby, just a baby" I could barely make out what Sulpicia was trying to tell me.
Looking down at the child I could also see two bite marks on her tiny hand. Why wasn't she crying though? Vampire venom feels as if a fire is consuming your entire body, yet it looks like this child was trying to comfort my wife. Without a second though I pierced my wrist and held it to the girls mouth. Whatever venom the child has inside of her should dissapear once she drinks a few drops of my pure royal blood. Looking over to my wife I see she has too thought of the idea and is in the process of opening her vein, waiting for me to finish feeding the child. Passing over the pink bundle, I stand up and leave my wife and the the infant while making my over to Felix and the struggling blonde.
"Ah' come to grace me with your royal presence, King Aro?" The unknown blonde sneered, while still struggling with Felix, but to no avail.
"What is your name, boy?" I asked.
Getting a growl in response, I inclined my head towards Felix, and nodded once.
Understanding, Felix ripped off both of the captives arm with one hand while the other was still locked around the blondes throat. Ignoring the animalistic scream, I asked his name, but this time with my own growl.
"James, my name is James" he replied angrily.
"What coven do you belong to?" I questioned.
"I do not belong to a coven, my ma- I am just a nomad"
I did not miss his mistake about their being a mate, so after getting her name, I had Felix break his ribs for trying to deceive me.
"If you can tell me why you broke the law, I shall not kill you. But I will keep a watchful eye on you"
Seeing his eyes deflate, I can tell he knew which law I am referring to. 'Do not kill children who are still dependent on others and cannot take care of themselves.
"I was not going to kill her, my mate, Victoria, she has always wanted a chi-" His words are cut off by my hands.
"Hard to talk without a head" I mutter.
The audacity of that fool. He was willing to risk creating an immortal child, knowing that it is punishable by death. Still muttering to myself, my wife's voice breaks me out of my rambling.
"Isabella Maria" Those two words were spoken with so much love that if it were not for my two guards standing there, I would have shed a few tears. You see, as royals, my two brothers, Cauis and Markus, as well as their wives and mine, can do few things the normal vampire can't. Such as bleed and the ability to cry. Our veins are composed of blood instead of venom, and our blood can cure just about anything, even reverse the changing process. Walking over to my wife, I kneel beside her and can't help but smile down at the young child currently sucking on my wife's pointer finger.
(Sulpicia PoV)
After giving the child some of my blood, I took a good look at her. A head full of light brown curls, rosy cheeks with a cute little dimple on the left side and the most beautiful color of green grey eyes. One word, adorable.
"Who do we have here, hm?" I asked the baby even though I knew I wouldn't get an answer. Hearing her gurgle made the whole in my heart that I wasn't even aware I had close up. Letting out an unnecessary sigh, I pulled her into my chest. I could of sworn I also heard her sigh in contempt. Hearing a scream that would put passionate love making to shame, I tuned my head just in time to see Felix ripping off the blonds other arm. I would have continued to observe but a whimper coming from my chest made me tear my eyes away from the torture scene and look down at the bundle I forgot I was cradling. Still whimpering, I whispered sweet nothings in her ear, hoping to calm her down.
"Sh, mi armor" After the term if endearment fell naturally off my lips, I noticed her whimpers started to turn into little cries, so I stuck my cold finger into her little mouth. Immediately she quieted down, I don't know how I knew that would work, but I'm glad I did it. It pained me to hear her distress. Remembering that I am naturally cold, and she was human, I tucked the blanket around her little frame. While doing that, I noticed an engravement sewn onto her pink blanket in a loopy cursive writing.
"Isabella Maria" I breathed. It suits her. "Do you want to hold her?" I turned to look at my husband who took a spot next to me. Without waiting for an answer, I carefully extracted my finger from her mouth and handed the baby over to Aro. Starring at them together, I knew right then, that Isabella was ours.
Present day (Sulpicia PoV)
"Aro, I hope you waited a reasonable amount of time after Isabella has eaten, remember last time" I questioned with amusement in my voice.
"Izzy, you promised one time. Come, tesorina. We musn't keep Mamma waiting" Picking up the little one, Aro picked her up high enough over his head and sat her down on his broad shoulders. Isabella instantly wrapping her arms around his face, pink slipper clad feet dangling near his chest.
Smiling to myself, I awaited the arrival of my two favorite people. Three seconds later, I was greeted by my giggling child and husband.
"Wun more time. I pwomise papa" Isabella giggled out. She was an unusual one, while as the normal child would not like the feeling of being carried by a vampire and have them run full vampire speed; no, our Isabella is a precious one. She loved when one of us or her aunts and uncles ran around the castle with her.
"No, Aro. I can tell she's already getting little green in the face" I scolded my husband while making my way over to them from my position on the bench.
When I reached their spot, I tilted my head up a little to look at the girl still sitting upon her fathers shoulders.
"Why, Mamma?" Isabella questioned with a little pout on her face I would have thought was adorable if not for the situation.
"Because mi armor, you will get sick. It makes mamma sad when her baby is sick"
Extending her arms out to me, she said "Me don't wun make mamma swad"
Taking her from Aros's shoulders, I cradled Isabella into my chest and burried my nose into her little neck. I barley noticed Aro kissing me on the cheek and telling me he would be in the thrown room.
"You smell so good mi amor" After a moment of thought, I said "wild cherries and vanilla"
"No baf?"
Laughing I told her she still needed to take a bath, then it was nap time. After bathing her I dressed her in comfortable clothing and carried her to her room. When Isabella started talking and developing a personality of her own, Aro and I allowed her to decorate her room anyway she wanted it. As I layed her down in her 'big kid' bed, as she liked to call it, I looked around the room. On the far right corner, she had a little princess TV, with toys surround it. The walls were painted with unicorns and fairies, then we have Isabella's bed. Since she is constantly reminding the vampires that she is a big girl, we decided to build her a mini castle bed. All four bed post were at least five and a half feet tall and resembled a castle tower, while her bed was at least two feet off of the floor so we built a little stair case with a pink strip of carpet sat in the middle. Almost like she's walking down the red carpet, well pink carpet.
"Alright, my darling. Close your eyes while mamma reads your favorite story" Walking over to her built in book shelf, I pucked up the book, "The Princess and the Pea" Kneeling down by the bed again, I started to read and didn't stop until her heartbeat slowed down and her breathing got deeper.