loving Parents

In the tranquil embrace of the night, the lord, his heart overflowing with paternal love, silently entered his wife Elina's chamber after tenderly tucking their daughter into bed. As he beheld the serene tableau of Elina and their newborn twins peacefully asleep, he turned to the butler and issued a decree, commanding silence throughout the castle until dawn, with a stern warning of expulsion for any who dared disturb the peace.

"Ensure that everyone in the castle maintains absolute silence until tomorrow morning. I will not tolerate even the slightest disruption," the lord commanded with authority.

With the first light of dawn painting the sky, the castle stirred to life in a symphony of silent movement, each inhabitant honoring the lord's decree with reverent obedience. The air was heavy with anticipation as servants moved about their tasks with muted diligence, as if the very fabric of the castle held its breath.

As the morning sun cast its warm glow upon the room, the lord gently roused Elina from her slumber, his voice a tender melody of affection.

"Good morning, my love," he whispered, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead.

"G-good morning, honey," Elina murmured softly, her voice tinged with weariness as she stretched her tired limbs.

Weary yet grateful for his presence, Elina greeted him with a tired smile, her eyes reflecting the depths of her love and appreciation.

"I've healed my body with magic while sleeping, but now my mana is depleted. Do I look tired and awful?" Elina queried with a hint of self-consciousness.

"No, my dear Elina. To me, you are perfect. Your silver curls cascade like moonlight, framing your eyes like sapphires, your delicate features akin to a work of art – you are the epitome of beauty," the lord replied, his voice filled with genuine admiration as he gently took her hand.

Her silver curls, tousled from sleep, cascaded like a shimmering waterfall around her shoulders, framing a face that could rival the moon's own radiance. Her eyes, the color of deep sapphires, held a warmth that could melt even the coldest heart, while her delicate features spoke of grace and refinement. From the tip of her dainty nose to the curve of her rosy lips, every inch of her seemed to embody perfection.

Their tender moment was interrupted by Elina's concern for their twins, prompting her to summon the priestess for examination.

"Is the priest here? If so, please ask her to come and examine the twins," Elina instructed the maid with a note of urgency.

A female priest entered the room, offering her greetings before turning her attention to the twins.

After a thorough examination, Elina anxiously inquired, "So, priestess, what is your assessment?"

"Have no fear, my lady. The twins are healthy, but they are still in the process of awakening and inheriting their ancestral powers. It will take time," the priestess reassured them with a comforting smile.

"Then how long do you think it will take for them to awaken?" the lord inquired, his brow furrowed with concern.

The priestess paused, her expression thoughtful. "According to my estimation, it may take up to four months for them to fully awaken from their slumber."

Their dialogue, infused with tenderness and concern, painted a picture of a family bound by love and united in their hopes for the future.