Greg was happily wrapped in his wife's arms after returning to the Capital once again. His wife had just given him the news that they were expecting a child. "Sweetheart, I am so happy." He kissed the top of her head. "Come, we must tell father!" The couple beamed as they visited the Ivory Mansion.
Rielen had just put together a mobile with shiny stones for the new coming baby. She had dedicated several hours in her workshop/greenhouse to its completion. Wiping the sweat from her brow, she smiled at her creation. 'Perhaps I will make one of these for my own child one day.'
Arms encircled her from behind. Rielen didn't worry about who might suddenly be in her workshop, as she knew only one person had the power to enter without her personally escorting them. "It's beautiful," Eon murmured into her ear. "I hope that she will like it."
