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The blood of a warrior, mind of a mogul and aura of kingship. I could see his eyes searching while his brain worked to register my face and I'm sure his heart knew me as mother. "Regal?" I asked him. He made a cute face and began rooting with his lips. I placed him on the teat closest to him and he began drawing out from me. "Regal?" He stopped and stared again. "Your name is Regal Vincent Shields. Your father is Reece Dietrich Shields and I am your mother, Valiant Desiree Williams. We love you and welcome to this world."

But I didn’t say it out loud because I knew he already knew. “Mommy! Daddy! Look at this!” Noah held up a blue bag with Captain America on it, his face lit up with excitement. “Isn’t it very cool?” I moved nearer, rubbing my hand on the bag. The stuff was strong, the size just right for Noah’s little back. “Hmm it is really nice Do you like it.” Noah nodded eagerly. “I love it!” Liam messed up his boy’s hair. “If you like it, then it’s the best pick. A Captain America bag for a Daddy and Mommy's little hero.”

“The first letter read: ‘I, Prince Habeb, the Prince of Suramy demand from you, Banabella, whose name I discovered in my dreams. I beg you in the name of your own god, grant me my wish, and avoid being uprooted from the face of the earth.” The second parchment read: “Because you have hidden Banabella in an unidentifiable place, with the intent of deceiving me, I’ll tread upon your bodies and make your kingdom bare like ordinary earth. Till I see Banabella, the people of Muzagah shall not be privileged to take in air into their nostrils before the sun sets tomorrow. Prince Habeb speaks!’

Across it, other places were as thus more vibrant as sight randomly swayed across building to a chosen destination, where as was seen, Stuffs were heavily stacked as it seemed, it was a biding action in process. The eyes of Shadow was beckoned or rather perhaps, chose what it desired. Someone seen in a very simple attire, trouser, a jacket and over that had a cape. Strangest combination for clothing style thus, his face wasn't see yet. Prices, weapons and various ornaments were seen stacked up, thus, the real and fake were unknown to all as even the rarest of all items were seen present, like the weapons of gods. The hammer, Mjölnir, of the god of thunder, Thor, from the elder god pantheons.

I looked around and saw a tall, muscular guy with dark hair walking out of the shadow. I recognized him. He was the captain of the school football team, a blazing sports star that was famous across the country, playboy number one, and practically a male whore. Lucas Sigler. He was wearing a tailored suit, which fit him perfectly everywhere except the part of his upper arms. It took me a while to figure out that Lucas Sigler was actually talking to me because he walked straight at me in front of everyone. "You..." He lowered his head and stared at me, looking intense.

I forgot about him after a few minutes, and he just let us be. We went into one of my favorite stores on the Promenade, a toy shop that has everything, from all your regular Barbies and toys to giant statues of Star Wars characters. There were hundreds of different models, antique dolls with beautiful dresses, chess sets painted to mimic Alice In Wonderland and Star Trek characters, Japanese sci-fi mecha, and all sorts of crazy foreign toys. We went in several funky clothing shops, a couple of bookstores, and the Apple store, too. When Connor saw me playing with a $2500 laptop, he asked, “You like it?”

I said and proceeded to walk into the store. I looked through the Marvel universe before I chose a Thor with his hammer in his hand looking like he was ready to kill, Captain America with his shield like he was shielding himself while the other hand that was in the air was holding a sword and finally a Captain Marvell with her right hand rolled in a fist and pushed into the air with her face looking up, she was flying. I nodded at the gifts and I was about to walk away when I saw a frozen full set. I looked at the price tags beneath to see $10 per box. That's expensive but...

“A new toy is always nice, of course, but sometimes just being around the ones we love and having fun together is enough. Oh, I know. Why don’t you take your dad to the movie theater later and watch that superhero movie with him. It’s your favorite, isn’t it?” “Yeah!” he nodded excitedly. “And they’re all in them!” He held up his toys again. “Why don’t you tell your dad a little about all these cool superheroes? Show him how much fun the movie is,” I encouraged, but Theo clearly didn’t need much more than that. “That’s Captain America! He has a cool shield and fights a lot of bad guys! And he’s really old, but he was frozen, so he’s still young!” he told his father, extremely focused, as if

Silas said rubbing the back of his neck. “And your father is right.” A deep voice spoke. “Whoa!” Silas and Marco said leaning their heads back to look up at the 7 foot 4, 400 lb. wall of muscle smirking down at them. “I’m Royal Delta General Shadow Collins; this is my mate Royal Delta General Jennifer Collins.” He introduced himself and his mate. “Hi, I’m Royal Beta Jyden Hunt.” He greeted them. “Those two over there are the Shadow Twins, Spyder and Spencer Collins, Delta Warriors, and part of the Queens Royal Guards.”