A/N: Ophelia Dusk, daughter of Odin... Owain Dark and Cynthia 'Dawn'. Referenced Sumia/Gaius and Lissa/Henry.

Two in one? Well, making up for the goof-up earlier today. The previous chapter now actually features Laslow's and Sakura's daughter, Soleil. As intended.

Odin… Owain nearly passed out when Cynthia entered Nohr. Only the darkest reaches of the void knew how destroyed he was when Anankos decreed that only he, Inigo, and Severa would be going into this new world. They quickly caught up… after Cynthia gave him her thoughts about just getting up and leaving. The reunion was more than worth the sting of her slaps, and a few of those slaps were done 'Sumia Style'. His face was still sore from those punches, since the matured Pegasus Rider was both physically stronger and hadn't taken off her armored gloves.

Truth be told, there were a few women who caught his eye, and who wanted him. But he treated them as the most forbidden fruit, a fruit so tainted by the darkness, that even he, Odin… Owain Dark could not approach, lest he be torn apart by the powers that so threaten to consume him.

"You owe me, compatriot of Justice, you know?" She asked one night while they shared a bed in Castle Krakenburg.

"I owe you many things. I know what I did was wrong, but..." He replied in an uncharacteristically calm manner, "...now that Anankos is dead, my mission a resounding success, I intend on making it up all to you, one hundred fold."

"Woo-hoo!" She cheers, before the atmosphere becomes thick with need, "How about getting us a child?" She asks in a rather forward manner.

The two begin flushing furiously, "O-of course. It would be, without a doubt, the mo…"

He was interrupted by his love yanking him into a kiss. "Less talking, more making up one hundred fold."

"Begone, heathen!" A short white haired woman wielding a tome shouts, "Lest I use my latest spell, Starcrusher!" She casts her spell at a defenseless training dummy, nearly crushing it. "That serves you right, none can stand against the prowess of Ophelia Dusk, the Heaven Tamer, the Raven Culler, the Warrior of Justice!" She closes her tome and raises it to the sky, before her grip on it slips and it hits her on the head. "Ow…" She may have both Owain's and Cynthia's personalities, but she still inherited some of her grandmother's clumsiness. On the topic of inheriting, somehow she managed to get Grandfather Gaius's sweet tooth and Grandfather Henry's hair color... maybe some of his Dark Magic potential, too.

Owain Dark and Cynthia Dawn were both frankly jealous of the way Ophelia was able to grow up. Unlike the two time travelers, they could raise her in a world of peace… though it didn't stop their daughter from developing a theatrical flair and a love for magic. Not to mention the fact that she has a lovely black-feathered pegasus!

And unlike most of the other children from both Nohr and Hoshido, they didn't have to send her to the Deeprealms, either. A normal… well as normal as a family could get when it involves Owain and Cynthia.

They loved every minute of it. "She is so beautiful." Cynthia comments as they watch their daughter cast spell after spell, the names somehow becoming more complex each time. The Pegasus Rider has matured quite well, and while she is still a little shorter than Owain, she is definitely sporting a much more… pronounced chest than her mother, and she certainly isn't lacking in the rear department, either. A fact he constantly reminds her of by either talking about it or giving it some 'attention'.

"Not even the stars she has under her command could even compare to the true grace she has." Owain agrees. The man is more built than he was, since he resumed his sword training, gaining a fair bit of muscle that Cynthia is quick to remind him on how much she just loves rubbing it. "I am truly the most blessed agent of darkness to have such lights in my world."

She hummed in agreement, "And both your skill in magic and swordsmanship is spectacular." She asked him how he became such a talented mage, and since the curse of Valm had been lifted, he eagerly went over every single detail of his departure… while maybe exaggerating some of his heroics… only some. "Not to mention, you have incredible… 'sword' techniques." She said in a sultry manner.

"Only the best for my one true weakness, the only one who can conquer me." He smiles.

"And Ophelia can't? But she is so sweet."

He chuckles, "She does, love. Just in a different way." The two kiss.

"Apocalyptic Celestial Cosmic Fire Quake!" Their daughter shouts… "Oh, Void. Using both Celestial and Cosmic is redundant, hm…" She hummed outloud, "Apocalyptic Celestial Thunderous Fire Quake! No… still not right."

"Ophelia, dear." Cynthia calls out and their daughter turns around, "Apocalyptic includes thunder, fire, and all that, right? Try removing that word."

Her eyes light right up, she resumes her stance and prepares her spell, "Celestial Thunderous Fire Quake!" She cheers from the name, clearly proud of her new spell.

"It seems the sun to our dusk and darkness has picked up a few naming tricks while she was gone." Owain smiled, Cynthia smiled in kind. "How is everyone in Ylissa?"

Cynthia hums, "Chrom has it rough, but Maribelle, Robin, and Frederick help him manage the Halidom well. Lucina… uh, 'Baby' Lucina is catching up on education, something all of us had to forgo." A chill passes by as the statement brings back unwanted memories, "Robin is working triple-time, but still refuses to acknowledge it. I've heard Lissa is enjoying her time managing a farm with Donnel. Cordelia and mother are both rebuilding the Pegasus Knights, and Cherche is even getting some Wyvern Riders into the mix as well!"

"I thought Wyverns and Pegasi didn't get along well?" Generally speaking, of course, Minerva bonded with the other beasts quiet well through the trials of war.

She nods, "That's something they are introducing slowly. Anyhoo, Libra and Tharja are handling the orphanage. Noire tends to stay with Yarne more than with her own parents. Panne, Yarne, and Lon'qu have a house near the border of Regna Ferox and Ylissa. Nowi is still trying for more children with Stahl, while Nah stays near Robin… can you believe those two are together?" She derails.

"Mother Dawn, Father Dark!" Ophelia cheerfully runs up… before tripping and face-planting, if they focused enough, they could have sworn Ophelia's Pegasus was doing the pegasus equivalent of snickering, her practice tome falling a few inches from her. She picks herself up and pats off some of the dirt, "It's almost time!"

Owain smiles, "If you are concerned that such a momentous occasion would become forgotten, then fear not! Owain Dark would bind such a memory with the most powerful of magics before even dare to believe I would forget it."

Cynthia hugs him, "Any hero wouldn't forget, and I know my family is one of the most heroic group of people ever!"

"Is it big?" Ophelia asks.

"Oh, it's big." Cynthia flashes her best smile.

"How about sweet?"

"Sweeter than both of you combined." Owain affirms.

"Tasty?" Ophelia's stomach growls along with that question.

"She's trying to imagine what it's going to be like before she even gets it!" Cynthia points out.

"Heh, I blame your father's sweet tooth." Owain chuckles, before sidestepping a playful slap. A normal slap, that is. "Shall we?" He offers.

"One birthday cake for Ophelia Dusk coming right up!"