Miracle of a Chance (Alcina Dimitrescu fanfic)

Characters: Alcina Dimtrescu, Bela Dimitrescu, Cassandra Dimitrescu, Daniela Dimitrescu, and Ezekiel Dimitrescu (oc)

Relationship(s): Alcina Dimitrescu and Ezekiel Dimitrescu, Alcina/reader,

Summary: Lady Dimitrescu has a passionate hatred for men, until a baby boy has been introduced in the family. Does she reject him completely to Mother Miranda, or does a maid have a few tricks up her sleeve to keep the child for herself?

The wind had rushed faster and colder, making the baby that was bundled up in stiff arms cry harder for someone to take him somewhere warmer than this, begging for his mother to calm him down, but the blood trickling down his face was not sufficed. His stressed cries continued until a wooden door opened and a hesitant maiden walked out as you were confused.

“A baby?…Ingrid, come here please, there’s a baby.” You whispered.

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Two intruders had breached on the Castle of Dimitrescu and all maidens were ordered to stay in the kitchenette or else they would die (either by the intruders or herself, but it was both bad). That was an hour ago, and it was dead silent for a couple of minutes. Many of the maids were terrified to make a single sound, waiting for the lady herself to make an announcement to get back to work, but nothing occurred yet. No one made the comment if something had occurred to her, no one would ever make that assumption.

That was until a faint cried was heard and many stiffened. Did the lady capture the intruders, was she in the process of finishing them off?

One brave maiden stepped forward, getting closer to the door until another grabbed your hand to avoid a potential incident, “(Y/N) what are you doing?” a harsh whisper came from Breve, a maiden that was too terrified to get in contact with the lady, much less with the intruders, “You’ll get us killed- can’t you see that it’s a scheme to get you out to attack us?”

You didn’t say anything because you were trying to decipher the sound, “No, that’s not a human adult, Breve…That doesn’t sound like them at all…” You opened the door and pushed it.

You were right, as you stepped closer to the lump of bloodied bodies on the snow, almost covered by it until she gasped, “Breve, bring some towels and blankets, hurry!” You exclaimed and rushed to the crying baby, trying not to slip.

You were confused, horrified by the grotesque view of a baby being wrapped by a body, but not knowing who it was who held them. Your best guess was the mother, but now you took the bundle into your hands and placed your hand on their cheek, noticing the freezing temperature they were at. You rushed back inside, and you huddled the maidens together, to their surprise it was a baby.

“Why would the intruders have a baby?”

“Did Lady Dimitrescu secretly have a baby the intruders stole?”

“How careless of them to bring this child.”

“Everyone be quiet and help me warm this child!” You nearly shouted at them as you and Breve changed the towels to notice the child’s external area, “It’s a boy…” You whispered, sadness and pity laced in there. They knew what was to come for any male who set foot in the castle, and they lamented the boy who hadn’t had the chance to live his own life.

“The baby was doomed from the start when his parents brought him here..”

“What if…what if we dressed him up as a girl?” one of them suggested, “And convince Lady Dimitrescu that he is one of our children?”

One of them scoffed, “You want to deceive THE lady of the castle? That’s a sure way to the cellar.” She argued.

As the maidens talked among themselves, the maiden that held the baby walked closer to the stove that would surely make him warm up, “Whatever the case may be, child, right now you deserve some warmth.” You lightly brushed the small amounts of dark hair to the side, caressing his brown skin, “If you are indeed….taken far too early, at least right now you are living to the fullest.” You pulled him to you chest, one hand placed on the side of his face, hugging him.

In the next hour, the lady opened the door to the kitchen unannounced, and bent at her waist slightly to enter the room, “Maidens, the castle is now safe. Return to your duties.” Her eyes emotionlessly scanned as the maidens returned, most walking out of the kitchen to their previous task. When she bent and stepped out to head over to her chambers, she was called out, “Lady Dimitrescu…”

She turned halfway, glancing down to see one of her dedicated maids holding…

“…a baby?” She asked, waiting for the information she was going to receive.

“In the duration of the intrusion, there was a baby crying and I found them cradled in their parent’s cold embrace…it would be immoral of me to attempt raising a child without your acknowledgment, so I would like to give you the child myself.”

Her eyes narrowed suspiciously as she glanced at the sleeping baby, their lips moving slightly, the baby was still alive to her surprise, “Were these the intruders I killed earlier?” She questioned, “After I have informed every maiden to stay in the kitchen?” Her eyes rose over to see the anxiety that appeared on the maiden’s expression.

“I’m sorry my lady, but as…as a mother of a child myself…I couldn’t ignore a baby needing their mother.”

Lady Dimitrescu was quiet for a bit as that silently hit a chord with her, and her attention went back to the child, “What’s it’s sex?” She questioned.

The maiden gulped softly, hesitantly responding before Lady Dimitrescu spoke again with a heavier tone, “What is it’s gender?”

“Male…my lady.”

Her eyebrows furrowed as her expression switched into an angered one, “Male?! You dare bring a male inside MY castle?!” She raised her voice at the maiden, scolding at you, ready to attack if even more provoked.

“He is a child, my lady…abandoned by his parents-” you tried to explained.

“It still doesn’t excuse that he is a male!”

“Give him a chance, please my lady, I would give my life to give him a chance.” You pleaded, your voice trembling with fear.

“My dear…” She leaned slightly forward, her hand on her hip, “He was given three chances to live already, why should he get another when I prefer my maidens over this male child?” She lowly snarled at you, warning you for the next words that would come out of your mouth.

The maiden’s eyes widen slightly in shock at how correct she was, “And it’s because of these chances he keeps getting that…he deserves to live…in the castle, taught by the lady herself…avoiding…the terrible things savage men do.”

The sound that erupted from the lady made the maiden flinch as she watched laugh in a mocking way, “Avoiding terrible things savage men do under my care? My dear, you’ve been here long enough to know that all men are the same. That man-thing you have in your arms will be a ‘savage man’.” She explained as she pointed at the child for a bit.

The maiden was silent for a bit, and you looked down at the baby, “I’m sorry I couldn’t succeed.” She whispered at him, “But I gave you everything you needed in these moments.” She looked back at the lady, holding back her tears, “Should I place him on his parents outside, my lady?”

She reached her hand out, pursing her lips, opening her palm, “Just hand him to me, I’ll hand him over to Mother Miranda as I have no use for him.”

Being a believer in Mother Miranda and her set beliefs, you believed he would be in good hands. You placed the baby in her hand and she carried him not too close to her, “Now, get to work.”

“Thank you, Lady Dimitrescu.” The maiden bowed slightly and went to her tasks.

Lady Dimitrescu walked up the stairs and took her path to her chambers. She didn’t once look at the child.