(Five Years Later)
"Mom! Ciaran is showing off again," Arian complained, seeing his twin had spread his tiny black wings and was trying to hover in the air.
"Ahh! Arian, stop telling everything to Mommy," Ciaran sent him a cute glare.
Aselia and Xiran emerged from their room and Ciaran quickly folded his wings back, a deep blush appeared on his cute little cheeks.
"Ciaran? What did we talk about?" Aselia asked in a gentle but firm tone as she walked over to her sons. Xiran comfortably settled on the lounger in their vast living room to watch the proceedings with a sly grin.
He bowed his head and replied in a small voice:
"No flying inside the house or without the supervision of daddy."
"Exactly, so let's remember these rules for the next time. Shall we?" she reminded and he affirmed with a nod of his head.
