House Of Legions (The Angel Descendants book 1) novel Chapter 57

She was crooning the little male bundle, having had him for the past twenty minutes. Kalbreal bent down to her knees and sat flat on the ground. She could feel his eyes on her as she played with the baby's chin, murmuring “You’re so handsome little one, you’ll break many hearts, yes you will.”

Kalbreal laughed, “I’m sure he will, it’s close now.”

“What is?”

“The naming, when he receives his name, he also receives his seraph energy, his Gazool, it what makes him half Angel.”

She lifted her chin, her eyes still fixed on the baby who lay cradled in her arms, her nephew. “Is that why all the people are here.”

“Yes.”

She appreciated the opportunity, it was good to see a new life after that which she lost. She brushed the thought of her mother and stared deeper into the baby’s eyes, “When do his parents name him?”

Kalbreal leaned in, his voice loud and clear so she could hear it in the crowd of noise, “His name is given by Adonai, when it’s written on the Akashic it’ll show visible on his skin, there is only one name.”

Clare smiled and played with the baby, hearing the people as they talked and laughed amongst each other. Whilst she tickled the baby’s cheeks she lifted the infant boy and laid butterfly kisses on his rosy cheeks, and inhaled the scent of a newborn.

Kalbreal still focused on her as the minutes passed, she smiled at the thought of how long he sat there watching her with a disbelieving look, she asked, “Do you wanna carry him?”

“When he gets his name yeah, of course, it’s the only reason I’m here.”

“Did you ever have one, a baby?”

He scowled, and tensed up, “No.”

“Then you should, I want three someday. So do tell, what’s the Akashic?”

He rubbed his chin with his index and thumb, “Something you shouldn’t know about.”

“Well, I can’t argue there, you are the Angel, obviously.”

Clare caught two girls around about her age, squealing, as they gossiped about Kalbreal, making it so obvious by standing at his back and gawking at him. They both wore brown Armor like hers, she was surprised that Kalbreal didn’t even turn around to look at them.

She focused back on her bundle and watched with a huge smile as the little one tiny hand crept its way out of the blanket. Clare touched the little fingers carefully, having never touched a newborn baby before now, it was an all too new experience for her, especially when she stared into the baby’s eyes as he smiled, the forehead of the baby’s started to lighten up,

“KALBREAL, something’s happening.”

“What?”

Kalbreal got up and moved over to her, the child’s entire face had a light under the flesh, making him glow like a pink crystal lamp.

Clare’s protective instincts rose, tenfold, as she held the baby tight, “Call his mother.”

“It's too late for that, the baby's receiving his name, open your hands and remove the blanket.”

The people gathered around her as the mother rushed through the crowd of people, with tears brimming in her eyes, it wasn’t happy ones, but those that Clare had been all too familiar within the recent past, those shed from loss and sorrow, anger and heartache. She averted her gaze from mother to baby, which squirmed in her arms. Her heart pounded as she decided to follow Kalbreal’s instructions. Luela didn’t seem in any state to handle it, and nobody stepped forward to assist, so it was now up to her.

Unwrapping him from the blanket, slowly, she kept him tucked to her chest. The baby now naked, she lifted him, the blanket falling to the floor at the same time she stood up.