After a while, the midwife Maggie returned with the cooked placenta along with the hand and foot under the placenta and entered the queen's room, she was already alone, the child was sleeping next to her, she was asleep, the midwife gently woke her up saying to her majesty... Lady Eva... wake up, I need you to eat the placenta along with everything else, so that your body is nourished, the queen woke up and tired sat up, she ate the placenta in one bite and evidently it tasted horrible, so she asked her to bring her some fruity wine, to deceive the taste in her mouth, the midwife did not hesitate to do so and went quickly to get it, when she returned, Eva had already eaten the hand and foot, she did not hesitate to take a long drink from the bottle to erase the taste from her mouth because she did not like it and continued eating the placenta until there was nothing left, the wine was finished because all the flavors had mixed in her mouth, and then, Maggie smiling at her She said: ¿Why is it so unfair to be a woman? If my son had been a woman, he would have been so unhappy because he would have had to learn to take care of a man, to respect and to keep quiet and surely he would have married a damn King from some far away Kingdom, if he had been a girl, I would have asked you to kill him first…Maggie, listening to the queen speak from the soul, felt sorry, because that was really what was happening, the King was 30 years old, while the queen had barely turned 16, she had swum so much, to come to die on the shore, that was the fate of all women, but no one could oppose it, since women from the moment they have their first heat cycle, stop being girls and begin to be seen as what they are, women, then their families always marry them early with some family from which they can obtain a benefit before they suffer the misfortune of being kidnapped by some man, who in the best of cases, will become her husband, how sad it is to be a woman in a world governed by men…

Eva laughed and She cried, her emotions were on the surface. She told Maggie how much she wanted to return to the coast with her parents, take off her shoes to jump, fight with some bandits and make fun of the pirates who used to appear in the area, often, before being queen, she had a life full of adrenaline, which kept her awake and alive…

She had married 3 years ago and had not seen her parents again.

She sent letters every month and none were answered, she didn't even know if those letters had really been delivered to her parents…

¿Do you know what I would have liked to name my son?, If the rules were not so strict with women, he would not be called Cyprian VI, the name is horrible and he is so beautiful, in the eyes of the world, he will be called Cyprian VI. but in my heart he will be called Nari: like the sound of the sea hitting the coast when the bandits attack ,¿isn't it beautiful, Maggie?

Maggie replied: when no one is around, I will call you by the name you have given him, then Eva smiled with a tear rolling down her cheeks and said: thank you for existing for me Maggie; Eva fell asleep because of the alcohol and the tiredness her body felt, but Maggie told her, when she was asleep: Eva, thank you for being here for me.…

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After about a month, the queen had recovered from her convalescent condition and was completely overflowing with harmony with that child in her arms. There were not many problems, because the King along with his court of government, kept everything in a deep order, so there were no battles to fight, nor Kingdoms to attack, the economy was stable and the people were happy, everything seemed to prosper perfectly, nothing could fail or so everyone thought…

Finally, the day came when the infant opened his eyes to reveal that he had heterochromia, one was red and the other violet, but the King did not find this strange, since his mother Eva also had eyes of two different colors, one blue and one green.

A bishop named Matthew  was sent by the church to give his blessing to the infant, and when he arrived he was well received by both Kings who kept a smile, their face was a little forced, the typical smile that a couple would show after having just argued.

The bishop noticed it, but he did not pay attention to it, he knew that the King would always be right, besides, as long as the people were happy, marital problems were a second option, the little altar boys who accompanied the bishop prepared the incense, the gold and the flowers, to begin with the intimate ceremony of blessings that are usually done to the children of Kings who are newborns or under 6 months old.

The room was completely silent and only the prayers of the altar boys could be heard, while the bishop burned the incense, laid the child on a bed of flowers and dressed him in gold while reciting the blessings that were sent to his mind by the divinity:

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Blessed are you son of Kings, with your skin smooth as the petals of a flower, with the power of the world in your hands, your wealth that abounds far beyond gold and the wisdom that expands your mind like the calm of incense; Blessed are your eyes, son of Kings, your name that has been carried by a lineage of heroes and Kings with wisdom and power; blessed are your feet that do not have the need to walk through a world of evil and pain and blessed are your hands, which will increase the wealth of the Kingdom; blessed is the air that surrounds you and the ears that listen to you; blessed are the elements that surround you and advise you from now until the end of your days…

Blessed are you Prince Cyprian VI, for having been born as the fruit of the love between your mother Eva and your father Cyprian V; blessed is the people who will support you in your decisions and blessed is the sky that will illuminate your path.

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The Kings had to recite after the bishop each of the blessings that the latter gave, however, Queen Eva, changed in a low and almost inaudible voice the last part according to what her heart said; (Blessed are you Nari, for having formed you in my womb; blessed is the coast from which I come; blessed is the night that will guard your path when I am gone and will take care of your integrity until the next life)...

While the child was being blessed, two birds flew in through a window, a white dove and a completely black crow, one perched on each side of the bed of flowers where the infant was lying. The raven was on his left side where his red eye was and the dove was on his right side with its violet eye, that had never happened before… for the bishop this was new, he knew he had said the correct blessings, he had heard the altar boys say them the right way, even the King’s voice could be heard loud and clear repeating behind him the blessings the correct way, but perhaps he had not paid attention to the blessings the queen was also giving… he remembers hearing her say everything verbatim, perhaps this was a sign from heaven, but he could not tell the King that his son was on a scale and perhaps that was what the heterochromia in his eyes meant, good and evil, a white dove and a black raven, one eye violet and the other red. Who knows, to what extent heaven is capable of giving its blessings to someone who is in the middle of a scale that does not lean to any particular side…

Exactly, that was what the bishop was wondering, who began to count little by little and with slow breaths 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6; but when he tried to continue, the dove flew away from the bed and before leaving through the window it fell dead; while the crow continued looking at the child, then the bishop thought to himself: Matthew, this child will only have 6 years of good will or his Kingdom will only last 6 years, how do I explain to the King that his son's life is stained with darkness or evil; or perhaps I am understanding everything wrong, perhaps the white dove symbolizes the evil that could evoke in the child, perhaps the crow is only guiding his good path, ¿what do I do?, thinks Matthew, ¿how do I explain this?

Then the King intervened and said: Matthew, ¿why is there such a thing a dead dove under the window?, and the bishop answered: Your Majesty, the dead dove under the window means that the blessings have been accepted in heaven and the child will grow in wisdom, peace and joy, his life is full of light and abundance, so there is no need to worry. Before the King could answer, the crow pecked the child's shoulder, taking a little piece of flesh and flying through the window, now Mateo did not know how to explain this, while the child began to cry the queen wanted to carry him to calm his crying, but the bishop told her: Your Highness, you have to let the child raise his crying to the heavens so that his life is full of glory and majesty until the end of the road... The King found this a little strange, since he had never seen this practice before, perhaps it was because he had never had a child before and no King spoke of these practices openly. Matthew took the incense ball and walked in circles around the child's flower bed, asking forgiveness for any future sins the infant might commit. 

He asked the heavens for mercy, that they not unleash their wrath on the child; and above all, he asked that his reputation not be tarnished. Without realizing it, he had gone around exactly six times, until his feet stopped on the child's left side. This was no coincidence. The bishop knew perfectly well that the child's destiny had been planned in some way and he would only have to watch in silence and from a distance how his life would develop. After all, ¿how bad could it be? …