Alpha’s Virgin Wife by Baby Charlene
Chapter 242 Prince Aksel
Shilah couch watch the King’s brows quirk as she handed the child to him. The shock was worth a thousand diamonds and was never something to be hidden.
Feeling the baby in his arms, he was left speechless and doubtful. His son?
He looked at the face of the child with so much confusion, being more awed by his beautiful eyes – eyes that looked like his. And his calm, innocent face…
The moment he’d received him in his arms, he felt a kind of peace he’s never gotten from anyone before. But that didn’t take his confusion away. He looked up at Shilah with eyes holding a thousand questions.
“Our son?” The words finally left his mouth. “My son? H… How, Shilah?”
Now, that was the first time Shilah saw the King stutter.
“It is not a dream, My King. I… I told you the Spirits had a plan. And I was so sure they’d never forsake me. See? They led me to our son”, she wavered.
The King’s eyes still held so much questions: How did it happen? Where did you meet him? Who had him in the first place? What truly happened?
For a moment, he thought of throwing them all at Shilah, but when his eyes caught the sight of the baby’s face again, his heart melted and concluded the questions didn’t really matter at that point.
He closed his eyes and placed the baby on his chest, giving him the little hug, he could. There was a cold rush down his body, one that he couldn’t explain.
It was indeed, his son. His flesh and blood, heir. The very son he’s waited for so long. Just when he had lost all hope… His son..!
More tears strolled Shilah’s cheeks as she watched the King hold the boy with so much passion. If it wasn’t for the kind of person he was, she was very sure he’d have had a break down as well. But surely, the King needed no tears to express how grateful he was. He needed no tears to express how much the little bundle in his arms meant to him. It was crystal clear and overwhelming.
Shilah went closer and hugged him from behind, while he held their son with him.
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A WHILE LATER
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“So, she just found him – floating there in the river?” The King inquired, asking questions from the story Shilah had just narrated.
“Yes. And I believe she was telling the truth”, Shilah replied, mixing the baby food on the table.
They were in the King’s room. And while the King cradled the baby in his arms, Shilah prepared his meal which the maids had brought in a while ago.
“It still doesn’t matter”, The King gruffed. “You should have found a way to bring her to me, Shilah – she and her husband. They saw a little child, figured it might be ours but still decided to keep it? That is nothing but pure evil and people like them do not deserve to be shown mercy. You should have brought them to me”.
Shilah sighed and turned with the baby food.
“Believe me, My King, I wanted to hurt them too. And I could have done that without looking. But their little girl was there, and she’s the reason I got to know of their plot. It wasn’t just right to k*il*l her parents right before her even after she pleaded. I owed her that”, she explained.
But the King was still not satisfied. Although, he could understand doing the little girl a favour, but he still wasn’t happy the parents went unharmed.
Shilah proceeded to sit next to him. She attempted feeding the child, but the King insisted on doing it instead and she let him. He took a spoonful of the baby milk and pushed it through the boy’s lips. And as the baby received it, Shilah and the King couldn’t help but chuckle.
“He is so adorable”, she cooed.
“I know. Just like his father”, Dakota’s reply made Shilah roll her eyes.
A while later and she was touching the baby’s face.
“The Spirits bringing this boy to me is the biggest blessing I’ve ever received. I don’t even know what to say”, she uttered.
“Well, I know what to say, Shilah. And that is – thank you for always believing in them. Thank you for never losing hope, for following their directions that led you to our son. Now, I know I can always believe you and them”, The King stated tenderly and placed a kiss on her cheek.
Seeing Shilah’s cheek go red actually turned him on.
“We are both very lucky”, she said. “And now we’ve finally found him, I’ll make sure we never have to lose him again”.
“That is not a responsibility for you alone. This time around, I’ll protect him with my life”.
He looked at Shilah and they both kissed.
There was a brief silence afterward with just the King feeding the little boy.
“What do you think we should name him?” Shilah asked.
It was at that point the King realized his son didn’t have a name yet. It reflected on his face.
“Um…Do you have any ideas?” He looked at her and asked.
“Not really. I wanted you to do it”.
King Dakota smiled and gazed upon his son’s face.
“Aksel”, the name was magical when it left his lips. “I will go with Aksel”.
Shilah was amused.
“Wow. Sounds really… interesting. What does it mean?” She asked with a chuckle.
“Father of peace”, Dakota responded, still staring beautifully at the baby’s face. “And that is because I want my son to have so much peace. His father went through a lot of troubles, but he will be different. And peace shall be his companion”.
Shilah smiled at the interpretation, it made her blush.
“You have the greatest idea, My King. It’s just perfect for him”, she touched his lips as she spoke.
“Aksel”.