Epilogue

Celestia

"What have I created," I sigh to myself. "I've created a mini Ramon."

"You mean a mini Celestia, she's got your stubbornness." Ramon smiles, wrapping his arms around me from behind.

"You're just as stubborn as me pretty boy," I smile back.

"Who are you calling pretty boy?" he whispers in my ear right before he gently bites down on my collar bone.

"Ramon..."

"Shh," he whispers again, this time gliding the tip of his tongue across where he bit.

"Daddy?"

Ramon and I both freeze in place and stare at our five-year-old daughter that has come into the kitchen.

"Why are you licking mommy? Is she a popsicle?"

"Hi princess, um," he replies as he clears his throat. "Mommy just had a little booboo and I was just kissing it better."

"That's not a kiss," she fusses.

Ramon picks her up and grins.

"Well is this how you do it?" he asks as he kisses her cheek, then plants more light kisses on her other cheek and her forehead.

Aurelia giggles and as starts to add tickles to it and I laugh at the scene.

"Come on Ramon, you're gonna wrinkle her dress, and if you do I will personally see to it that you get the short end of the stick when my mother asks how."

"Alright my queen," he grins. "Down you go, princess."

"Daddy, how did mommy get to be a queen? I want to be one too!"

"Well, when you're all grown up like mommy and you find you're King, you can be one too. But for now, you will be my little golden princess always."