Chapter 37

The baby was shockingly tiny and was all swaddled up like an Egyptian mummy in a tiny bundle in a blue and white checkered cloth. Only his face was on the show, a fine little face with very prominent features, and well-proportioned as well. Nothing too big or small…ears placed on the side of his face beautifully, very important for a boy.

He had lots of black hair in corkscrew ringlets which would be embarrassing…girly also if you could say as were the crescents of his long thick eyelashes which were fanned across his fair cheek, but attitude was the key to stop anyone going on that score. Any teasing that might happen because he was a beautiful boy, he could stop them with his attitude and he, and Oberon could teach his son a lot about attitude. A pretty boy tag was not going to last long.

The slight dimple in the centre of Ruriel’s chin was like a magnet which drew Oberon’s attention. It was like a genetic blueprint that belonged to the both of them and Oberon’s finger