Epilogue
( 5 YEARS LATER)
"MOMMY!" a young girl cried. She looked to be about 3 years old and had long, brown hair with light blonde highlights. She ran right to a young-ish looking woman that had hair of the same color, minus the blonde.
"What's the matter, Vesta?" Vanya asked as she scooped up her youngest child.
"Urite took my dolly! He says that he is going to give her a bath in the mud!" Vesta cried as she pointed to the little boy that had just entered the gazebo.
"Urite, is this true?" Vanya asked sternly as she looked at her oldest. The 5 year old boy looked almost exactly like his father, but his eye color was the same as hers.
"I was just fooling around. I wasn't really gonna put it in the mud, honest." Urite had a very solemn expression on his face and Vanya couldn't help but smile. Yes, he looked just like his father.
"Go play, both of you," Vanya said as she set Vesta back on her feet. Urite handed Vesta back her doll and they ran out of the gazebo. "Be nice and behave!" Vanya called after them as an after thought.
"Urite being a trouble maker again?" Legolas asked as he came up behind her, slipping his arms around her waist.
"I wonder where he gets that from, *dearest*," Vanya teased.
"I haven't the faintest," replied Legolas, feinting innocence. "Amin mela lle," he whispered in her ear.
"Amin mela lle, vithel." Vanya snuggled her self into her husband and prayed thanks to the gods once again for such a wonderful family as she watched her treasures, Vesta and Urite, run after each other in a game of tag.
The End
( 5 YEARS LATER)
"MOMMY!" a young girl cried. She looked to be about 3 years old and had long, brown hair with light blonde highlights. She ran right to a young-ish looking woman that had hair of the same color, minus the blonde.
"What's the matter, Vesta?" Vanya asked as she scooped up her youngest child.
"Urite took my dolly! He says that he is going to give her a bath in the mud!" Vesta cried as she pointed to the little boy that had just entered the gazebo.
"Urite, is this true?" Vanya asked sternly as she looked at her oldest. The 5 year old boy looked almost exactly like his father, but his eye color was the same as hers.
"I was just fooling around. I wasn't really gonna put it in the mud, honest." Urite had a very solemn expression on his face and Vanya couldn't help but smile. Yes, he looked just like his father.
"Go play, both of you," Vanya said as she set Vesta back on her feet. Urite handed Vesta back her doll and they ran out of the gazebo. "Be nice and behave!" Vanya called after them as an after thought.
"Urite being a trouble maker again?" Legolas asked as he came up behind her, slipping his arms around her waist.
"I wonder where he gets that from, *dearest*," Vanya teased.
"I haven't the faintest," replied Legolas, feinting innocence. "Amin mela lle," he whispered in her ear.
"Amin mela lle, vithel." Vanya snuggled her self into her husband and prayed thanks to the gods once again for such a wonderful family as she watched her treasures, Vesta and Urite, run after each other in a game of tag.
The End
