With only two weeks to go before their own wedding, the family gather in Arendelle for Queen Elsa and Little John's own nuptials. A few surprises await...
Arendelle, Norway – Two weeks later
"Bloody hell!"
Emma gasped in wonder, when they walked into the colossal ballroom where the wedding reception was to be held. "Look at the size of this place?"
It was a truly amazing sight. Vast ice arches, towering well over two hundred feet high, supported the massive vaulted ceilings, containing millions of what looked like inlaid diamonds on a glass background. The effect was spectacular. "It's magnificent," Robin agreed. "John told me Elsa got the idea after watching that Disney film about her and Anna."
"Frozen? Yeah, I can see that. Still, it's bloody clever. I'd forgotten how powerful her ice magic really is! I mean, Sherwood's impressive, but seriously?" She nudged him, smirking, knowing how he'd react.
"Thanks for the vote of confidence in your fiancé, my beloved! Need I remind you that Merlin, and I, put in 'TARDIS' technology into the clinic AND the community centre? Small on the outside, big on the inside? And we created a permanent magic-blocking zone! May not be made of ice but it's still bloody clever, eh?" He nudged her back.
"Yeah, all right, smartass. I guess in the 'magical cock-waving' department, you're very impressive too." she conceded.
He bent closer to her ear, before whispering, "And my cock isn't made of ice…as well you know!"
She snorted, slapping his arm, "Shurrup, someone might hear you!" She pulled him closer. "Anyway, where's Gina? Wasn't she with Roland a minute ago?"
"She's glad-handing royal stiffs. I saw her go off with Anastasia, Will's wife, a minute ago."
"Glad-handing royal stiffs? I think the term you're looking for, Mr. Locksley, is 'greeting royal guests'?" She loved how Robin, despite his noble background, was very much one of the common people, and adored by them for it. "And may I remind you that technically, in two weeks' time, you'll be 'King' Robin, yourself?"
"And how often do you refer to yourself as Queen Emma, my love? Never. Only in this silly pampered world."
"Now don't go all silly and political on me now! We're doing this for Regina, and my parents…and the bride and groom. So, I need you to promise to be on your best behaviour?" She pecked his cheek.
"Hmmph," he grouched. "Well at least I get to take the piss out of John after the ceremony. I trust you've been practising your curtseys?"
"Oddly enough, I have! Mum's been giving me lessons in deportment, which basically means walking properly in a corset tight enough to cut off my blood supply! Dad's been covering social etiquette. So, how to address a duchess, use a knife and fork, and curtsey without farting!" she sarked back.
"Snow'll make a lady of you yet!" He returned, kissing her lips. "Though I prefer the original version. Are you going out with Elsa tonight?"
"Yep, I'm under orders, just like you. I am Chief Bridesmaid, after all! Elsa's having a girls' night out somewhere around here; and it's my job to get her back safe and sound, make sure she doesn't get too pissed and wind up shagging someone, and gets a decent night's sleep in time for the wedding. To use one of your sillier expressions, which Henry seems to have adopted, if she winds up with a hangover, or late for the wedding, John will have my 'guts for garters'?"
"A fine English term! I'm supposed to do the same for him. He likes his ale, does that one, and although he has a bottomless pit for a stomach, he seems to hold it well, so it shouldn't be a problem. Still, it must be nice for you to have some quality time with Elsa again? I know you were close."
Had anyone else said that to her, Emma would have merely acknowledged their friendship, forged in adversity when the royal queen had come to Storybrooke in search of her sister. However, knowing Robin had scanned her entire mind nearly two years ago, she knew he'd seen something more between them. "Um, yeah, we were. I know what you saw when you scanned me. Did you ever tell Gina about that?"
"Why would I? It's your business, Emma. And besides, you were single at the time."
"Thanks. But I still think I should tell her sometime, though. She has a right to know. One day..."
"Well when that day comes, perhaps you should also ask her about the dragon? Because, if my suspicions are correct, she probably had a similar experience."
Emma's eyes widened as she considered his words. She'd always knew there was a certain chemistry between Regina and Maleficent, on the rare occasions they met these days, but had never sought to question her on it. "I remember you saying something like that when we went on our first date. Do you-" But she was interrupted by more guests arriving, a cheer ringing out from a small group as a certain large man entered the room, causing Robin to smile.
"John. How are you, you great lump?" Robin just about managed, before the gentle giant swooped him up in yet another of his bone-crushing hugs. Emma laughed at the sight of her lover being so easily manhandled and lifted, by his oldest and dearest friend.
"Better for seein' you Locksley, you old git!" John boomed in his ear, dropping the man down and doing the same thing to Emma, producing a "WOAH!" as he lifted her up like a feather.
"Emma, is this old crook looking after ye? Nice of you to come to this little gaff, by the way. Bit understated, if you ask me! Surprising what Elsa can do with a bit of cold water, innit?" He joked.
"Put me down, you silly sod!" she giggled, kissing the cheek of the man she and Regina regarded as a brother during darker times. "You're not supposed to go around picking up girls, when you're about to get married!"
"Sorry, love, just pleased to see you all! Young Rolly's shootin' up way too fast, and your Honnie's growing into a beauty, like her mums. Luckily, she and Margot don't take after their father and his ugly mug, do they?"
After a few minutes of verbal sparring, the friends were joined by Queen Elsa, walking toward them arms linked with Will's wife Anastasia, the renamed White Queen.
"Is this uncouth man bothering you, Emma? I can have the guards remove him, if you wish?" Elsa had a Cheshire Cat grin on her face as she winked at her fiancé.
"Els!" yelled Emma, delighted to see her friend, before the two blondes wrapped each other in a hug. "It's been way too long!" said the Queen. Emma kissed the other woman's cheek and Elsa immediately did the same, adding a "God, I've missed you!" in almost a whisper. They stayed holding each other for a moment, before realising their respective lovers were watching. "Me too!" It was a happy reunion, though from across the room, a certain former queen eyed her wife's actions with a hint of concern.
As the afternoon wore on, various new guests arrived to greet the soon-to-be married royal couple. The biggest cheer went out for the arrival of the queen's sister, Princess Anna, and her husband Prince Kristoff, accompanied by their young son Antony. Emma watched as Kristoff quickly hugged his old friends Snow and Charming, apologising for having to leave them for an hour or two, before heading out of the room with their son.
But what happened next did surprise her. Princess Anna stepped in front of David, saying something which she couldn't hear, before placing a short kiss, not on his cheek but on his lips? And he just responded in kind? Odd. Did dad have something with her in the past? Emma vaguely remembered him telling her stories of when he was a shepherd, and the young princess having introduced him to sword skills. But what really surprised Emma, was the fact that their kiss happened directly in front of her own mother, who didn't seem in the least bit concerned. In fact, as Anna and David parted, his place was now taken by her mother, Snow White, who also now enveloped the princess in a happy hug, before Anna and her mother shared the same kiss! Interesting? Emma recalled how, just over two months ago, Snow had got angry with her and Regina in New York, telling them she was not naïve, or innocent, that she'd had not only a same-sex experience, but a threesome! Could Anna have been the other woman? They did seem close. She decided to keep the thought to herself. For the moment.
The next surprise of the evening was the arrival of the Sorcerer, although the woman on Merlin's arm wasn't one of his daughters, it was…
"Mal? Whatever are you doing here?" she heard Regina call from a side of the vast room, walking quickly towards the odd couple. "I thought you'd left these realms?"
"And hello to you too, Kitten!" Purred the tall, elegant blonde, immaculately dressed as usual, but this time in Chanel. Regina winced, hating when she called her by that pet name whenever they met. "I was captured by the Black Queen's forces and…well, killed to be precise!"
Regina was aghast. "But…you're immortal! You can't die. Can you?"
"It seems I can, apparently, though not perpetually! However, my man here discovered where my ashes were held and…well, brought me back." The normally steely-eyed dragon looked at Merlin with nothing short of adoration. "And then that's when I discovered who he also was."
"You're not making any sense. What do you mean, who he 'was'?"
"Merlin is Lilith's father, Regina." That brought a gasp from everyone who heard it.
"I don't understand. I remember you telling me her father was another dragon? Draco?" As she spoke, Maleficent's daughter appeared from somewhere behind Merlin, stepping forward.
"I was indeed in dragon form, Regina." the Sorcerer answered on her behalf. "It was a very long time ago, and we were both single and, frankly, a little impetuous." He winked at Maleficent, who now shared a throaty laugh, looking almost coquettish. "I'm afraid we only knew each other by different names. In our dragon form, I was Draco and she was Scylla. I never knew her as Maleficent, and I wasn't even aware she'd fallen pregnant when we parted, till I met her by chance, after a cask of her ashes were retrieved from one of Fiona's deepest caves. And now? My Scylla is not only returned to me, but I discovered I also have another daughter. My beautiful Lilith here…"
Lily appeared almost bashful, as she was introduced to the group, her parents coming either side of her.
"Well…that's just wonderful, Mal. And for you too, Lily, obviously!"
Merlin smiled lovingly at his daughter. "Yes, I'm looking forward to introducing her to her brother and sisters, starting with Anna and Rosie, who should be arriving with Killian anytime now."
~oOo~
It took a while for things to settle, before Emma finally had a chance to her old friend from the Land Without Magic. "So it turns out not only is your mother the 'Mistress of All Evil', but your dad's the greatest sorcerer who ever lived? Not bad heritage, there, Lils!"
"I know, right? I still can't get my head around it. I stayed away because of all the dark magic crap surrounding me, but he says he can help me control it, like he had to do with my…brother? Jeez, seems odd even saying that! Unbelievable, isn't it?"
"Well if anyone can, Merlin can, right? I've met his children and they're lovely. Looks like you and your mum are on your way to your own happy ending, and let's face it, you of all people deserve it!"
~oOo~
As evening came, everyone assembled again in the great hall for the pre-wedding formal ball and dinner. Emma marvelled at how well it had been organised, with small assigned name cards set on large tables, each table sitting eight or ten guests, with a top table for the imminent bride, groom and honoured guests. As she looked for their names on charts in the entrance, Emma was relieved to see her family would all be together on one table of seven (the babies with a childminder), not too far from the top table. Margot and Honour looked on in awe at all the elegantly dressed men and women coming in. Margot had already made friends with a young blonde girl at a nearby table and Honour seemed to be chatting with a slightly older boy. She chuckled to herself at the site of Roland flirting easily with an interested girl who was at least four inches taller than him. And Henry? He'd been working the room like a pro, talking to assembled guests with an ease that reminded her so much of her own father.
Merlin appeared in the entrance once again, this time arm-in-arm with Lily. She'd obviously disappeared and changed somewhere, because this time she was wearing a pale yellow ball gown and her hair down, over one shoulder. Emma gasped, having never seen the usually tomboyish Lily in anything other than jeans and tops before. She looked beautiful, and positively radiant. Behind her, Maleficent, similarly dressed, walked in, talking animatedly with Merlin's younger daughter Annabelle. I wonder what she thought, finding out she's got a half-sister who's half-dragon? The foursome made their way to sit at one of their own allocated table, leaving a gap of four seats in front.
As they were about to take their seats, Henry's eyes twinkled in delight when he spotted an old friend move towards their table.
"Grace?"
Both his mothers followed his gaze across to a tall, willowy dark-blonde woman of similar age to their son. They hadn't seen her for over two years and the awkward, gangly youth with late braces on her teeth had transformed into a stunningly beautiful young woman. Henry had already noticed!
"Henry? Henry!" she moved quickly around the table to hug her old friend, warmly kissing his cheek.
"You look incredible!" said the Author, careful not to hug her too tightly as her father walked up behind her. As she beamed back, Henry raised a hand to him. "Mr. Hatter? It's good to see you again!" Henry rather liked Jefferson. He was one of his grandfather's few friends, and he knew Rumple trusted the quirky time traveller.
"Likewise, Henry. It's been a little while? Rumple told me about your planned European trip before he left. How did it go? How's he recovering from the operation?"
Henry and the former Mad Hatter caught up with recent events, his daughter taking the young man's hand. Once again, Regina was surprised at just how much went on between her son and others, of which she wasn't aware.
"Jefferson, I'm a little surprised to see you here?" asked Regina, as the pair sat down. "I wasn't aware you knew the Arendelle royal family?"
"I have for a while now. Prince Kristoff and Princess Anna are good friends..." he explained. However, something distracted Emma. As Regina followed her wife's stare, she spotted Killian Jones and his wife enter the room, accompanied by Dorothy and Ruby Lucas. The foursome made their way to Merlin's table, where the Sorcerer stood beaming with delight, as his daughter stepped up to hug him. Lily, looking unusually shy, also stood to be introduced to the second of her new half-sisters. Although she was too far away to hear them, the group seemed very animated. After explanations, Rosie moved to give Lily a bear hug in welcome. Dorothy and Ruby were introduced, and the table seemed to buzz with conversation and excitement.
"Were you surprised to find out who Lily's father was then?"
"Not surprised. Shocked!" she admitted. "I'd never have thought of Mal liking a man, let alone someone like that!"
"What, a man?" whispered Robin. "I know she had a child, but I'd always just assumed she preferred the fairer sex. Brunettes specifically. Someone like you, Regina!" He added, his face a mask of innocence.
"What on earth's that supposed to mean?" Regina kept her voice low, to avoid Henry overhearing.
"Oh, come on Regina?" Emma countered, "Or should I say 'kitten'? Mal's always had the hots for you."
Regina saw the teasing looks on their faces. "Emma, I told you once before, until you, I had never…"
"Never had sex with another woman?" she interrupted, still whispering. "I know, but what about just making out? It's no problem if you had, it's all in the past, right?"
Regina was horrified her past with the dragon was not quite the secret she thought! Though before she could think of a reply, Robin added fuel to the fire. "It's okay to admit it. We don't judge! After all, it's not like Emma hasn't snogged another girl before."
Emma's scowled back at him. "Robin…you promised!"
"Sorry Em, it just slipped out. It was just…look, I fail to see why this is an issue? Most people have done something like that. Sorry, but it, it's fairly obvious. You and Elsa, Gina and Maleficent. Just a part of growing up…" He looked quite apologetic for his faux pas, as Regina and Emma exchanged a look.
"Ladies and gentlemen!" boomed a deep, rich voice from a tall man in the centre of the room. "Please stand to warmly greet your hosts for the evening! I give you, Her Majesty Queen Elsa of Arendelle, and her fiancé and our future king, John Little!"
Cheers erupted as the soon-to-be-married couple walked down a staircase and into the centre of the ballroom, Elsa nodding, waving and smiling to all around, as she tightly held onto the arm of her man, who looked positively horrified, blushing at all the eyes on them. Emma thought it was hilarious, though as the clapping died down, she and Regina couldn't help but overhear a comment from someone standing at the table next to hers.
"Can you believe it? A queen of Arendelle marrying some low-life thief? I mean just look at him. Her father must be turning in his grave!"
Emma turned to see a rather grand, white-haired woman, probably in her early sixties, scowling beside her friend as the royal pair went to the top table. Regina moved closer to the woman in an instant, furious.
"That 'low-life thief' happens to be a dear friend of mine!" She snarled, teeth bared. "And one of the most honourable men to have ever lived! He's worthy of any queen, and I'll thank you to keep your nasty little comments to yourself!" Her face was now red with anger beneath the makeup.
"How dare you address me! Do you know who I am?" The woman, some inches taller than Regina, growled back.
"I neither know, nor care who you are, but perhaps you have heard of ME? Regina of the Enchanted Forest, formerly known as the Evil Queen?" With that, she opened her palm to reveal a fireball, its heat felt immediately by the woman, who stepped back in fear. "And if you slander my friend again, I will have no hesitation in showing you just how I gained that soubriquet!"
Another lady came beside the woman, taking her arm and pulling. "Your ladyship…please?" She pulled her further away from Regina, back to the other side of her own table.
Feeling Robin's large warm hand on her arm, the former queen calmed, turning to him while extinguishing the fireball. "Sorry, I overreacted."
He merely smiled in understanding, kissing her forehead before gently turning her back towards the table as the Master of Ceremonies continued:
"And we're honoured today to welcome their honoured royal guests. Her Majesty Snow White, Queen of the Enchanted Forest, escorted by His Royal Highness Prince Kristoff. And following them, His Majesty King David of the Enchanted Forest, escorted by Her Royal Highness Princess Anna!"
As the clapping resumed, Emma rolled her eyes in disbelief at the ridiculous formality. "What's with all the handles? And the 'Queen Snow' bit?"
"It's a royal wedding. I know it must seem very antiquated to you Emma, but your grandfather was the king," Regina corrected. "So that makes Snow the rightful queen, even if I did usurp her throne. The title's correct for the occasion, and I never wanted to be queen in the first place!" They watched as the procession entered. Emma marvelled at how her mother looked as she stepped in on Kristoff's arm. Wearing what looked like a very grand, and obviously expensive ballgown, with long white-lace sleeves and a full skirt, she looked every inch a queen. David, following immediately behind, arm-in-arm with Anna, wore a military uniform and looked very distinguished. The Saviour couldn't help but feel proud, smiling at the sight of her parents as they made polite greetings, chatting to well-wishers nearby. They were clearly already known to, and loved, by some of the Arendelle crowd.
"Make quite the regal pair, don't they?" Robin watched the royal group finally sit at the top table for festivities to commence.
Honour, now standing on a chair to see over people, gasped in wonder. "Mama, look at granny and grandpa! Granny looks so beautiful! She really is a queen, isn't she?"
Emma smiled at her little girl, happy she'd had a chance to see this. "Yeah, she really is Honnie. My mummy's a real queen!"
~oOo~
As the evening progressed, jugglers, acrobats and fire-eaters entertained the crowd as the banquet proceeded. Much food and drink was had, and eventually everyone started to mingle. As the Charmings worked the crowd, David finally arrived at their table. Emma, feeling comfortable with half a bottle of wine inside her, stood to greet him, giving an exaggerated curtsy to her father.
"Your Majesty! How honoured we are for you to come over and mingle with us proles?" She sniggered.
"Now you just behave yourself. young lady!" David moved in to hug his daughter, kissing the top of her head. "I came over to ask for dances with some of the prettiest ladies on this table." He looked down at Honour and Margot, who were both excited at watching all the elegant ladies in their finery take to the floor with their partners as an orchestra starting to strike up the music. "So, who's going to be first? Lady Honour, would you give me the pleasure of sharing this dance with me?"
The little dark-blonde beamed up at her grandfather. "Why thank you…Your Majesty!" She copied her mother's curtsy, making the adults chuckle, before taking his hand as he led her onto the dance floor. David called back over her. "Lady Margot? I expect a dance with you next!" The adults watched as Charming lifted his granddaughter into his arms to sway around the floor like a natural. Robin looked on before moving to his red head daughter "Margot, shall we dance?" She nodded excitedly, as he led her away.
Regina and Emma noticed how Henry had already gone to Grace's table, taking her hand and leading her to the dance floor. Even Roland, resplendent in his small tuxedo, had left their table to chat to a young girl of similar age, nearby, leaving the two women sitting on their own.
"Typical! They've abandoned me already!" So Emma stood, before giving her wife another exaggerated curtsey, taking her hand. "Your Majesty, would you do me the honour?"
Regina smiled back, following royal protocol by returning her curtsy. "Why yes, Your Majesty, I would be delighted. I'm all yours…"
"Hmm…perhaps later?" she whispered back, flirtatiously. "You don't think they'll have a problem with two women dancing close around here, do you?"
"I hardly think so. Have you seen who your mother's dancing with?" Emma followed her gaze to see Snow White whirling around the dance floor with Princess Anna, both laughing at some comment the younger woman had made. "Those two seem rather close! Did you see when they met each other earlier?" Regina took the blonde's hands, wrapping her arm around Emma's waist to pull her in.
'Yeah. She kissed dad that way too! You remember what mum said to us in New York before she stormed off? About another woman and a threesome?"
"I was thinking the same thing! Perhaps it was the princess, but I suggest we say nothing. Don't want her flying off the handle again…"
For the next hour, the music and tempo changed, the drinks flowed, and dance partners were swapped. Henry made sure to save time for both his mothers and his grandmother. Regina was delighted when he asked her to dance, though more than surprised to find just how well he could move! Especially to what must have been unfamiliar ballroom music. "Henry, you seem to know what you're doing. Have you been taking lessons?" she asked as he twirled her, making him chuckle.
"I was worried at making myself look an idiot, so Grandma's been coaching me – she's good at this sort of thing. Mind, you're pretty good yourself, mum!"
"Oddly enough, your grandfather David taught me. In Camelot, before I danced with Robin for the first time. He's a good, calm teacher." They looked across at the man in question, currently whirling Queen Elsa around the floor, to several cheers. "Though he is a bit of a show off!"
"Yeah. Mind you, Robin's pretty nifty - look over there!" he pointed to her fiancé, who was now paired up with Maleficent in a waltz. She seemed to be laughing with him! The sight of them together bringing a weird pang of jealousy to Regina. "I'd never even seen Maleficent smile before! Must be due to finding Lily's father after all this time. You were close once, weren't you mum?"
Oh Henry, if only you knew! "We were. She's an old friend and much misunderstood by so many. I'm glad she's found her happiness…" They were interrupted by Emma returning to the table, flushed as the orchestra moved to its end of the piece.
"Hell, for a two thousand-year-old guy, he can bloody move!" she said, looking at Merlin's back. "I need to sit for a few minutes and catch my breath. Enjoying yourself?"
But Regina was too focused on Robin and Mal. As the music died and the dancers applauded the orchestra, her thief bowed to the tall blonde, kissing the back of her hand and Mal responding with a curtsy. Robin now turned from the dancefloor, moving back to his fiancées. "Having a good time, you two?"
"Yeah, but I'm pooped! Elsa wants a girls' night out, so I think I'll head back to the room for a quick lie down first. Gina, what about you?"
"Well, I've danced with most people in the room, including my wonderful son, but our thief here, our very own fiancé, still hasn't asked me!" she frowned, looking up into Robin's piercing blue eyes. "Perhaps he found the dragon more inviting company?"
"Don't be silly, I tried to get to you quite a few times, but you were busy dancing with Emma, Kristoff, Charming, the girls and Henry. I haven't asked Emma yet either, so I'm asking you both now. Ladies?"
"Maybe a quick one but you'll have to hold me up!" said Emma.
"Then let's all dance together? Come on…" he insisted. A minute later, the three of them stepped onto the dancefloor as the new band struck up a more romantic number. They came together in a much-practised hug, Emma and Regina facing Robin as one, their arms around each other's back and waist, free arms around Robin as he hugged them to him. They'd often held together like this, though only in private. Usually before one of them left home, or before they made love.
And whenever they did, they automatically went into their little routine. Each of them moving their lips simultaneously, kissing the cheek on their left, before switching to the one on the right, Regina then locking lips with Emma's, then Robin's, before he took Emma's in turn. It was an odd little performance, but important to the three of them. An affirmation of their love. The children had seen this regularly and ignored it, even though Henry sometimes winced with embarrassment.
However, this was the first time their audience had ever seen something like this. Seeing not two, but three people, so obviously deeply in love, move as one. The two women and their fiancé looking adoringly at their lovers as they swayed to the music, everyone else now invisible to them. Henry heard various gasps, giggles and comments as Robin and his mothers seemed to attract attention from all. No couples seemed to come back onto the dancefloor until David, seeing looks of awkwardness from others, decided to walk across and take his true love's hand, moving to dance closer to them. Taking the hint, Little John whispered to Elsa, "Shall we?" before taking her hand and moving to dance near his friends. As their hesitant audience saw the most senior royals in the room dance, fully accepting of the odd trio, the peoples' acceptance of them was finally established. From this moment, word would now go out throughout the realms, that the former Evil Queen of the Enchanted Forest, the Saviour and the Outlaw who Zeus returned from death, Regina Mills, Emma Swan and Robin of Locksley, were in a relationship, soon to be married.
Olympus
As the partying continued long into the evening, the Arendelle revellers were wholly unaware that they were being studied, their words and actions recorded for posterity. For eternity. Studied by a small group of celestial beings, as a god and three goddesses discussed something other than the scene before them on the large screen.
"Zeus, you know that I'm right!" Hera was adamant. "He also deserves to be returned!"
"I'm not convinced. Yes, he's done well, but I have no desire to extend the precedent I already set at your request. And I have already return the outlaw to his own family, at Aphrodite's request."
"You did, dear husband, and you made the right decision. Locksley used his new powers well, to the betterment of his people, whilst siring two more saviours," Themis agreed. "But Hera's right. Since his passing, he's cleansed so many lost souls from the underworlds, in so many realms. He was also taken unjustly, like the outlaw."
"I also must agree with my sister wives, my lord!" Mnemosyne added. "Plus, you're no doubt aware that Athena is in debt to the Dark One? No god or goddess should ever be beholden to a human! This could be a way to cancel it?"
"So, my wives are uniting against my decision?" Zeus groaned, though the last point turned it for him. "Oh, very well!" he sighed, heavily. "Summon him, if you must. I'll return him, if that is what he wishes. However, from what I can see, the Saviour's moved on? She's to be married once more, so I don't believe that love can be resumed."
"Probably not, but he left a son - the Author. And we all know what his future will be! He deserves his father, who can help him achieve his destiny." Hera enforced, for good measure.
"Yes, yes, you made your point! Mind you, Persephone is going to be seriously annoyed! She's grown quite attached to him, since Hades passing."
~oOo~