House Of Legions (The Angel Descendants book 1)

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.”

someday. So do tell,

his chin with his index and thumb, “Something you shouldn’t know

there, you are the Angel,

about Kalbreal, making it so obvious by standing at his back and gawking at

as the little one tiny hand crept its way out of the blanket. Clare touched the little fingers carefully, having never touched a

something’s happening.”

“What?”

the child’s entire face had a light under the flesh, making him glow like a pink crystal lamp.

held the baby tight, “Call his

too late for that, the baby's receiving his name, open your hands and remove

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

from the blanket, slowly, she kept him tucked to her chest. The baby now naked, she lifted him, the blanket falling to the floor

was alive with a glow penetrating through his flesh. Brightening with every minute passed, his heart pulsing, as crimson vines illuminated through his untainted flesh. The site breathtaking, pure, so Angelic,

But…

the baby, was celestial, unearthed, inhuman. Keeping her emerald eyes on the boy, fascination clear on her

weight got lighter in her arms and started to rise from her hands, until he was in the air, floating on an invisible cloud. He didn’t cry or moan, instead, he kicked his tiny little

was extraordinary, as the innocence of the baby flourished through the Gazool

now next to her, amused by her astonishment, “You

steps back as Kalbreal moved under the baby who drifted further into the air. Instinctively she turned her head and watched as Luela

when this spectacular occurrence was happening. What could make this young mother so mortal? She searched around, moving her head slowly from left to

could still see the light through her eyelids. When the brightness beyond her eyelids finally dimmed a good few minutes later, Clare opened them and saw Kalbreal as he held

faced them, and lifted the baby above his head, “Arsheal.”

to Luela,