As I looked around the room the best I could with my newborn eyes, I noticed the man holding me. As I looked around more, I saw three more people in the room right away. I tried to speak again but was rewarded with more cooing sounds. It seems I have been reborn as someone’s newborn infant, and judging from the room I was in, maybe that someone had money. Lots of it. I tried to move my arms to look around and was unable to move my limbs the way I wanted to move.

The man that was holding me started to give me a once over. Likely checking my body for deformities. I had the mindset to punch him for thinking I would process any deformity on my newborn body. Granted in my past life I was not overly handsome or well built, but I was not that bad looking I thought.

After his scrutinous examine of my body the man gave me to a woman sitting up in bed. After she took me from his arms, I stared at her intently, not sure what to make of her. Her beauty was a sight to behold and one that men would kill to process. Shit, she would’ve been an Instagram model in my past life. Slender and busty, blond with emerald green eyes, and a smile that could kill a man. If she wasn’t so disheveled, I would say she could be a queen. But considering she just gave birth; I should cut her some slack.

The next person I noticed was a man in clothes suited to a high-class noble from one of my manga I used to read. Looking at his face I would call him rugged and handsome. His body was apparently made of nothing but muscle, enough that Arnold Schwarzenegger back in his hay day could’ve been his brother. He had black hair and steely blue eyes that radiated power. I did notice a glint off of his eyes. Something on his hand caught my attention, a single golden ring. It was not gaudy or have jewels encrusted in it. However, it bore a mark that was definitive. A shield bearing a lightning bolt.

He must have noticed me looking at him, because as soon as he did, he came in close and gave me a bright smile. He brought his index finger to what I would call the pudgiest hand I have ever seen. I realized it was my own, but damn did he make my hand look small.

He uttered something to me; however, I couldn’t understand it. Shit was I going to have to learn a new language? I was never any good at learning Spanish back in high school, let alone paying attention in class. I tried again to say anything, but to no avail. Again, with the damn cooing sounds! I hate not being able to speak to these people. It was driving me insane, and that is saying something. Considering that I jumped off a tower.

After the man who I was guessing was my new father turned around to speak to the man who was holding me earlier, I looked around and noticed another woman in the room. She was wearing a maid’s uniform. She had brown hair done up in a bun, and brown eyes. She was smiling as she looked at me, waving a hand at me. I’m not sure why she was present, other than to maybe help the man I am assumed was the doctor to deliver me.

I took a few minutes to look around while I was in my new mother’s arms. The room I was in seemed to be fairly ornate. However, anything gilded in gold with tiny details all around the room, should be expensive. At least it was in my past life. Not that I would ever have been able to afford it. Especially with my ex basically stealing from me all the time.

One thing did catch my eye however, a black wolf dog. If you could call a wolf bigger than a chair a dog anyway. It seemed tame, otherwise I don’t know why it would be in the room. It must have noticed me looking at it, because it came closer to the bed and my mother said something to it. It moved to lay its head on the bed next to my mother and sniffed me before licking my face. I am sad to say I was caught off guard and made noise. Which it took as me liking it, it licked me again, much to my mother’s amusement.

I had never owned a dog in my past life, but I had wanted to. Too bad my ex was allergic to them. Maybe I could get used to this new life, time would tell. Suddenly I was taken away by the maid, I tried to struggle to no avail. My new body was still not letting me control it. We soon ended up in a room down the hall. I can safely say I have never owned a house in my past life. And most houses from back in my past life could fit into this one room.

It was decorated just as finely as the room we left, with one major exception. The walls and ceiling were painted sky blue and there was a crib in the middle of the room. Somehow, I knew this was my new room. I was soon rewarded by my guess by being placed into the crib. I will say this much, it was super comfy. Like a mattress that could suck you in comfy.

***

“Your Grace, I believe your newborn son is in perfect health. Other than being quiet he seems to be a perfectly normal boy.” Doctor Shim spoke to the Duchess, as he handed the newborn baby to his mother. The Duke George Gracehart was glad he called on his old friend and royal family doctor to come from the capitol to help birth his son. He was even happier that his son seemed to be such a cute baby.

He had thin wisps of black hair on his head, and his eyes were an amazing thing to behold. One was emerald green and the other was cobalt blue. A rare sight for any human, especially considering the boy’s bloodline. Then again, his mother was an oddity in the royal family as well. Princess Bethany, now known as Bethany Gracehart after her marriage, had blond hair and emerald greens eyes. However, most of the royal family had blond hair and blue eyes.

George moved towards his newborn son and placed his index finger in the baby’s grasp as he smiled at the strength his son processed. “You will be a strong one, son.” He played with the baby boy for a few seconds before the wolf pup in the corner lifted his head up and look at the baby. “Mawry, come sit boy.” Bethany spoke to the shadow wolf, as it came to sniff the newborn. Mawry licked the baby, who cooed, and earned another lick.

George motioned to the maid, “Ellen, can you take the baby to his new room for a bit. Thank you.” Bethany lifted her son into the maid's hands and smiled at her, “Thank you Ellen. Please take of him.” The maid took the newborn out of Bethany’s hands and smiled at the young master. “Of course, your grace. My pleasure.”

As Ellen was taking the newborn away, George looked to his friend Shim and spoke. “Thank you for coming halfway across the kingdom to assist us, I know you do not like traveling too far away from your charges.” George moved to shake Shim’s hand.

“You are welcome my friend. Besides, your wife and new boy are my charges too. They have the royal blood as well.” Doctor Shim said. “After all, he is currently the eldest son of a member of the royal family. Until Queen Anne either gives birth to a son, or King Emanuel takes a new wife, which we both know is not going to happen unless the other nobles put up a stink and ask him to at least take a concubine that can produce one.”

“My brother loves his wife; he will never take another. Not unless Anne were to die, even then I’m not sure he would. Besides he has three girls already and he adores each of them.” Bethany said in a tired voice. She tried to sit up further and look at George. “What will we name him? He needs a strong name, one that will give our people hope. I was thinking... Alexander? What do you think?” Bethany battered her lashes at her husband.

George frowned and shook his head as he sighed. “Fine, we will name the boy Alexander, after your father. But his middle name shall be Maxwell, after mine.” George smiled to his wife and leaned in for a kiss. Doctor Shim turned his head and coughed. “I’ll just be out in the hall for a few minutes.”

Bethany and George chuckled and kissed each other. “I love you Bethany. And I will inform the staff of our boy’s name while you get some rest, ok?” George stood and made his way to the door. “Rest my love. I will be back in a few minutes.”

“Ellen. Bethany and I have named the boy Alexander Maxwell. Please inform the rest of the staff his name. And if you could bring up something for her to eat, I am sure she is absolutely starving.” George said after heading down the hall towards the room they set up for Alex.

“Of course, your grace. I will prepare something for her grace immediately.” Ellen bowed as she headed off to inform the staff. George grabbed the bridge of his nose and spoke to Shim, “What are the chances my son will inherit the throne? Be frank with me Shim.” Doctor Shim motioned to George’s study, “Let us speak somewhere more private about such matters.”

After both men headed to George’s study and settled in, he asked again. “Well, what are the chances my brother-in-law will produce a male heir, Shim?” George stared intently at Shim. “Not great. As his doctor I shouldn’t tell this to anyone. However, his majesty has told me if you should ask to speak the truth. You are the only one he trusts with this information other than the queen, your wife, and I. You should know that, considering you married his sister, and him yours.”

“Oh, is that the reason?” George asked rhetorically. “It isn’t because maybe, I don’t know, treat him like an actual family member instead of his royal majesty, all the time?” He remarked with a mocking smirk on his lips.

“You know you can keep your sarcasm to yourself, right?” Shim asked as he pulled a letter out of his jacket. “This is for you. I think you know what it means.” He remarked as he handed it to George, who immediately ripped the top off.

“How long do we have until we have to be there this time?” George asked as he ripped it open to confirm his suspicions. “Oh, he wants not just you and me, but my whole family. Is this the reason he said yes to sending you here?”

“That was secondary. He genuinely cares for the well-being of his family, especially his older sister. Even above his station as our king. We have a week until we have to leave, doctor’s orders.” Shim spoke with mirth in his voice. “I will be staying with you and making sure young Alexander is well before we head off to see your brother-in-law.”

***

About a week of being fed and diapered over and over again, my father and mother loaded us all into a carriage with the doctor. I don’t know where we were going, but it took forever to me. Granted we had the maid with us as we traveled. Not to mention an armed escort of about thirty men on horseback. If I wasn’t sure my new family had money and power before I certainly wasn’t doubting it now.

After about a week we arrived in what I would call a mega medieval city. I mean when my mother held me just right, I could catch a glimpse of the towering walls. About an hour and a half later we managed to come up to a portcullis that had to have been at least a hundred feet tall. But that might not be right, considering I am a newborn baby and all.

Shortly after being received in the courtyard, we were escorted up into a massive room with two chairs layered in gold. Like these things had to easily weight a ton. Soon a couple came out of a side door with a baby in the lady’s arms, and two small children trailing behind her. Both were little girls.

The man wore a crown on his head and a suit just as fine as my father’s. Not gaudy, just extremely well made. His hair was the same shade of blond as my mother’s, and his eyes were more like sapphires, unlike my mother’s emerald shade. He had a beard any man would complement in my old world. Bushy but well kept. He seemed to be in fairly well-kept shape. Must have worked out a lot.

The woman wore a crown as well, her dress was simple but elegant, with a touch of gold thread on it. Her hair was the same midnight black as my father’s and my own. Her eyes were the same steely blue as his as well. She wore almost no makeup, but like my mother, she really didn’t need it. From what I could tell her figure was an hourglass like some of the stars on my favorite adult website.

The child she held couldn’t have been more than a few months older than I was. I couldn’t tell too much about the baby in her arms, other than she seemed like a normal baby, unlike myself. The two little ones following the woman were both in dresses that seemed to be for playing in all sorts of things. One looked about a year older than the other, which I would put them about two and three respectively. The older one had blond hair and steely blue eyes. The younger one had black hair with sapphire blue eyes. They both were holding onto the woman’s dress and seemed somewhat nervous.

My father and mother bowed to them. They returned it in kind. Father spoke to the man and moved to embrace the woman, giving her a hug only a family member could. The man did the same to my mother before leaning in and looking at me. He said something I couldn’t understand. Damn this new world and its language. He repeated the same finger trick my father had, and I was reminded of my very pudgy hands.

My mother spoke soon after and I tried to sigh, which ended up coming out as a coo. Which must have sparked an interest in the two little girls to come over and wave at me. I gave them a smile as best as I could. Their giggles echoed off the walls as everyone chuckled and joined in. Great I must look like an idiot to them.

About two weeks went by with my parents at this place before we headed back home. Another week later and I was back in my room. I started to feel like I was going to lose my mind from not being able to speak my mind to them all. Luckily, I had plenty of maids and my mother checking on me every so often, otherwise I might’ve really lost it.