The Next Generation (1)

The next morning, the children were all gathered in one room, and that was Alphonse and Aerith's room. The twins were still sound asleep on Alphonse's bed inside his room .

"It has been a while since they were sleeping?" Aliyah who was seating beside Aerith's bedside said. "I hope they are alright."

"My mom said they are doing fine." Thalia was seating on the couch that was taken from the twin's common reception area for the children to sit down.

"Your mom is an imperial doctor, so I am sure she is quite capable." Aliyah said. "But, why are they still asleep. A full night has passed by, and the ball was canceled because they are still asleep." She sighed heavily.

"Yes, they are such sleeping beauties." Deimos agreed with his twin sister. "I mean, look at Alphonse's hair. How did it grow this long? And it has also turned silver."

"These two now looks identical." Aliyah said. "It is quite interesting."

There was silence in the room once again.