prince and the archer: epilouge

-Jon’s pov-
I sat in my study, reading. From the courtyard I could hear them laughing
“Got you, uncle!” laughed the boy, Ethan
“Agh!” went Emile, playing along. I could hear the two laughing.
“Uncle Emile! Tell us the story of how and daddy defeated Tyler!” begged the girl, Arianna
“Yeah! Yeah! We love that story!” cheered Ethan.
“Alright, come on over here then.” Said Emile “well, when Jon and I were born, our parents held a big party here at the castle…”
I smiled, marking the page in my book.
They’d been born close to two years after Reese and I had married. Twins. Who would have guessed, huh? They were eight and idolized myself and Emile. Just like Emile and I, they’d been blessed as well. Ethan had gotten a gift of intelligence. He picked things up quickly and was pretty clever for his age. Arianna had gotten the gift of music, just like me. She normally had her flute on her and the evenings were usually filled with flute or violin music. I’d been a bit unsure about being a dad, but I grew into it quickly. Reese came in, her hair tied back in a low ponytail. She hadn’t lost her usual outfits, still dressing as an archeress instead of as a queen, but I didn’t care. She still wore the circlet though.
“Are they with Emile?” she asked, looking down
“Yup.” I answered.
“I really think we’re doing a good job. Especially since we’re able to give them firsthand experience on what the world is really like.” Said Reese.
“Agreed.” I answered.
Later, I was sitting in my study again when the two came in
“Hi daddy!” said Arianna
“Hey there, angel.” I said, smiling.
“Dad, look! I made another story.” Said Ethan, holding it out to me. It was just a couple of pages, but it was good. I could tell Ethan would make a great writer and storyteller.
“Nice job, Ethan.” I said. He beamed.
“Daddy, you haven’t seen Simon, have you?” asked Arianna.
“Emile’s the one to ask that question.” I said. She rushed off.
Simon was Emile’s kid. He had met Simon’s mother shortly after I married Reese. Unfortunately, she’d died giving birth to Simon, who was seven at this point.
I couldn’t help but think about everything that had happened in mine and Emile’s lives. Our lives hadn’t started out happy, and we’d both had our share of tragedies, but in the end, we both found happiness. I suppose in fairy tale terms, it’d be “happy ever after.” But I’m not that cliché…
That night, the two were in mine and emile’s old nursery, but we had changed into the kid’s room. they were jumping on the bed as we walked in
“come on, time for bed.” said reese. They groaned sadly
“but we’re not even tired!” whined arriana
“come on ana, time for bed.” I said
“fine…” she pouted.
“mama, can you sing us a song?” asked ethan. Reese sighed, smilng.
“alright, but both of you get under the covers right now.” she said. the two obeyed and got under the covers, giggling. Reese had a warm, motherly smile as she sang our two kids to sleep.
“ein deshadu, no bein, shundu… tein shundu, kewrano sale….” She sang softly.
“maiden of light, cleanse the evil…. wash their pain, all away, bless them...” arriana answered, singing softly as her eyes began to close
“Your time is here, make a legend, vanquish the darkness, turn to light...” reese sang as she went to our two kids, tucking them in. when they were both asleep. She blew out the candles and we left the room. as we walked to our own room, she wrapped her hand into mine and placed her head on my shoulder.
“you know, there are a few good things that came out of tylers curse.” I told her.
“like what?” she asked
“well, I met the most beautiful woman in the world.” I said, giving her a kiss on the cheek. Reese smiled, and to me it was like an angel was smiling at me.
*the REAL end*