Epilogue
Albel wandered down the hall, back from his work with the Black Brigade. Training had been difficult, mostly due to the snow that was billowing and blowing outside. With a yawn, he rounded the corner, only to get run into by his sons.
"Omph!" Albel smiled, ruffling the black-gold locks of his firstborn and blue-gold locks of the younger twin.
"Welcome back, Dad!" the pair chimed.
Albel sighed. "Where's your other father, Arzei?"
The blue one grinned. "With our sisters."
Albel frowned at him. "You know I don't like you being vague."
The other brother spoke up. "He's in the nursery."
"Thank you, Asbel." Albel headed over, wondering where the last ten years had gone. Since then, he'd born another pair of children, and Fayt had had twins of his own. Six was quite enough, but Fayt had argued, and won, the fight for one last pair.
"Hey, Albel." said Fayt, standing up carefully. Because he'd wanted them, Fayt was the one pregnant. "Glad to see you home safely."
"It's good to be home." Albel replied, giving the pair of seven-year-olds hugs. His two daughters, Garnet and Emeraude, tried to climb up him, even as the youngest pair, a son named Glyph and a daughter named Aqua, clung to his legs.
"Hey, that's enough." said Fayt. "Don't climb."
"Ok, Daddy." the youngest twins chimed.
"So," Fayt got his kiss from Albel, "How was work?"
"I'm not looking forward to the next lesson." Albel replied. "Those dolts couldn't even move the snow to clear the yard. I had to get that Aquarian girl to do it with her Runology."
Fayt smiled. "Well, at least your home safe."
"True." said Albel as they headed to dinner. It was good to be home.