New Family? A problem for the future

The royal infirmary of the Draconis Imperium was bathed in a soft golden glow, illuminated by holy inscriptions carved into its very foundations.

As the grand doors opened, a tall figure stepped forward—an elderly elf draped in pristine white robes. His presence was serene, exuding a sacred aura that made even the most powerful of beings instinctively respect him.

This was Elder Sylvaris, the Imperial Physician of the Dragon Empire, a being who had personally treated the strongest warriors and sovereigns for centuries.

He smiled warmly, bowing his head slightly.

"Your Majesties, rejoice. Both the Empress and the young prince are in perfect health. The birth went smoothly, and you may now meet them."

A wave of relief and excitement washed over the assembled rulers. Even with their unmatched strength and authority, the arrival of a new life was something that even they had worried about.

Without wasting another second, they moved toward the grand birthing chamber.

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The Silent Reverence

As the two grand doors swung open, they were greeted by a heartwarming sight.

Lying on a lavish bed adorned with runic embroidery, a breathtakingly beautiful woman held a tiny infant in her arms.

Her long silver-blue hair cascaded down like a waterfall, framing her delicate face, and her crimson eyes, filled with a mixture of exhaustion and overwhelming love, gazed at the baby she had just brought into the world.

This was Seraphina Noctis Ignis, Empress of the Dragon Empire.

Standing beside her, looking utterly entranced, was a tall, regal man with burning golden eyes and hair that shimmered like molten gold. His majestic draconic aura was subdued for once, as all his attention was fixated on the tiny figure before him.

This was Zephyrus Ignis, the Dragon Emperor, and father of the newborn.

They had yet to speak a single word.

For all their status, power, and experience, the moment they laid eyes on their son, words failed them.

The baby in Seraphina's arms was simply too perfect.

The rulers, the former emperors and empresses, and even the bickering uncles all entered, but for a moment, none of them could muster a sound.

Because the child in front of them was beyond anything they had expected.

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A Miracle of Beauty

Adrian Ignis Noctis.

Even as a newborn, his beauty was nothing short of a miracle.

It was as if the Gods themselves had sculpted him with divine precision, selecting the absolute best traits from both his Dragon , Demon and human heritage.

His snow-white hair shimmered under the golden light, a perfect blend between his mother's silver-blue and his father's golden hue.

His skin was flawless, almost unreal in its purity, while his delicate yet defined features had an almost unnatural level of symmetry and grace.

But the most striking of all were his eyes.

Even in their current state, closed in peaceful slumber, the faintest glow of crimson-gold flickered beneath his delicate eyelids— they looked like they hid all the mysteries of the world.

A perfect mix of his father's draconic majesty and his mother's captivating charm.

For a moment, all of them simply stared—utterly captivated.

The previous rulers, the current emperors, even the ever-feared Asmodeus and Alexander could not utter a single jest or remark.

It was Selene Noctis, Adrian's maternal grandmother, who finally broke the silence with a knowing smile.

"This child…" she murmured, her amethyst eyes flickering with amusement, "...is going to have problems in the future."

Lucius Noctis, the former Demon Emperor, chuckled deeply. "That's an understatement."

Eleanora Solis, the former Human Empress, let out a soft sigh, shaking her head. "Even if he has no talent at all, I can already tell that women will be willing to fight wars over him."

Draconis Ignis, the former Dragon Emperor, crossed his arms, a wry smirk forming. "He's going to have a hard time escaping his admirers."

Alexander whistled . "Forget talent, even without any bloodline power, any girl would be willing protect him with her live just for his looks alone."

Asmodeus laughed, . "Hahahaha… you are going to have a nightmare fighting off his admirers sis."

Seraphina, still silent, simply gazed down at herson.

Her beloved child, Her beautiful baby

And unbeknownst to all of them, within the depths of Adrian's tiny body, something mysterious stirred—as if fate itself had shifted its gaze toward the newborn prince.