King Reginald waited outside the room where his wife was born. Delivery in the thirty-fourth week of pregnancy. Everyone in the kingdom hoped it would be a girl. In Gardania, only a woman can inherit the throne. Besides, I really wanted to have a daughter. Tree sons, three-year-old Edmund, six-year-old Philip and ten-year-old Jacob. They loved them very much.
- Your Highness. You can see your wife and daughter.
Reginald on the run to the room and saw his wife.
The girl was the smallest newborn child they knew.
- Beautiful. - said the king.
- Yes. How can I cover it?
- Maybe Blair from your mother?
- No ... Or Sophia.
- Yes! For example, but something tells me that she will be a special person and a princess. Names already?
- Maybe ... Sophia Victoria Julianna Elizabeth?
- Ideal!
- Mom!
Edmund burst into the room.
- Hi son.
- She is my sister?
- Yes.
- What is her name?
"Sophia ... Sophie ... Saffi ..." Reginald smiled.
Edmund hugged his sister.
- I will always take care of you ...
At that moment the doctor came in.
- You must take her to hospital immediately. It's quite big for this week.