For a dragon, having a second child was extremely rare especially one so close to one another.

Amadeus was also delighted when this news came out. He never did have a little sibling as he was the youngest of the children in his previous world.

Amidst the joys of pain and various lessons, time pa.s.sed really quickly for the royal family. The queen's belly got more and more bigger while Baldrik's worries got more and more. He remembered stories from different countries of how siblings would kill each other for the throne.

'Would Amadeus kill his little sibling. No, no, no, he is a good child, he wouldn't do such a thing, wait what if he is…'

*Thwack*

"Mother!"

"You idiot of a son!"

Being his mother, she knew exactly what he was thinking

"Don't lump us with those inferior beings…"

Atia, Baldrik's mother, had pride in her eyes. She had the dragon mentality of looking down on other races. Amadeus who was holding her hand was confused at what his father's worries were. Seeing him cutely tilt his head with his innocent eyes, Baldrik started to feel immense guilt inside of him.

Picking him, he started cuddling him and rubbing his face,

"Sooo cuuuute, papa's sorry for having suspicions"

Amadeus tried fighting back but immediately failed. His first true defeat where he put in all his strength but was harmed by his father's stubble and fatherly love. He tried his best to push his father away, but how much can a four-year-old do against an adult dragon.

They waited outside while his mother's screams were heard outside with the occasional roar. Amadeus, who was being cuddled by his father, could feel his father shudder with ever roar so he thought it was due to him worrying. Patting his father's hand, he looked up and gave a rea.s.suring smile. Suddenly, he was surprised seeing his father's 'aura' being white. It was the colour of fear.

Although Amadeus' smile rea.s.sured him a bit, he still remembers her wife's wrath when he first came back from war. Expecting to see a loving wife, all he got was punches for the pain she felt when giving birth.

Hours later, a maid came out and said the exact same thing she said when Amadeus was born,

"Your highness, congratulations it's a boy"

Baldrik was happy then immediately sweat dropped as various stories past his mins, first prince kills siblings and ascends throne…

Giving her son another smack, she held Amadeus' hand and walked in. His mother was there cradling a little treasure. Seeing this Amadeus ran towards her and looked at the baby in her arms. He had his mother's hair and red eyes. A natural heat radiated from him as he peacefully slept. Amadeus' eyes started s.h.i.+ning brightly as he looked at his little brother.

Baldrik, seeing this also calmed down and realised he was overthinking it. Looking at Amadeus, he understood that his worries were for naught. Also, he knew that the bloodline of a golden dragon wasn't prominent within his second son due to his features as, unless something happens, only golden dragons can ascend the throne.

It's been a tradition since ancient times as from all dragons, the golden dragons were the strongest.

It seemed that an extra chair would be needed with their dining table.

Time pa.s.sed with Baldrik handling the kingdom's matters and keeping Amadeus next to him. Amadeus would often b.u.t.t in and give some childish remarks when they had an issue which would target the core issue. Unknowingly this helped Baldrik and Amadeus got a lot of praises from the minister's present in the room.

His little brother grew up 'normally' compared to Amadeus. Although not as heaven defying as his older brother he started to walk at the age of four months and was currently able to speak broken words six months in.

Today was a surprising day for Amadeus when he was training. Training alone, an old man walked out of the nearby trees. He had an ancient regal air to him as his long white hair flew behind him. He was waking with the help of a seemingly ordinary wooden stick giving him a frail look. However, his gold eyes said something different with their vigorous look. Although, he didn't have any wrinkles on his face, his long white moustache and beard said something else.

Amadeus was too engrossed in his training too notice the intruder. The man had hidden his presence deeply that even if he wasn't training, Amadeus probably wouldn't have been able to catch on. Suddenly, the old man took a swing at Amadeus which caused alarm bells to ring out in his head. Barely dodging, he immediately twisted his body and faced his attacker.

He never had time to think when another attack came, and he was barely able to respond. From all the weapons, Amadeus had taken a liking to the Chinese halberd, so he was currently using a long stick as a training tool. Each time his training weapon came in contact with the old man's walking stick, it would show signs of cracking until it eventually broke.

Before he knew it, the walking stick was in front of him and then he blacked out. Seeing this, the old man muttered something under his breath,

"Oops, guess I went too far…hmm…"

His thoughts were stopped by the sound of small footsteps. He could tell that those footsteps belonged to a small child and only when he came to view was it confirmed.

Amadeus' little brother was joyfully running to his older brother's training grounds. He really liked playing with his brother while his brother would also teach him things. Running to the open field, a childish voice left his mouth

"Oni-tan, I'm her to pla…"

Suddenly seeing the scene in front of him, he stopped gobsmacked.

"O…ni…-ta…n…"

Tears threatened to come out of his eyes as he saw his brother lying unconscious in front of an old man. The old man tried to diffuse the situation,

"Hey, kid, it's not what it looks like"

One could tell that he didn't have much experience with handling children,

"ONIII-TAAAAN, WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!"

A heaven breaking cry was heard within the palace.