Six years had passed since our wedding, and the castle was filled with the sounds of our growing family. Our daughters, Aeliana, Seraphina, and the younger twins, Lysandra and Thalia, brought joy and chaos to our lives. Zephara and I loved every moment of it, even the sleepless nights and the endless questions from our curious girls. It was actualy great how everything was great with them.
One sunny afternoon, Zephara and I sat in the courtyard, watching Aeliana and Seraphina play. Their laughter echoed around us as they chased each other through the gardens. Zephara nudged me with a playful grin. "I think it's time we had 'the talk' with the girls."
I raised an eyebrow. What is she talking about? "Which talk? The one about why they shouldn't turn fight using their magic?"
"No," Zephara chuckled. "The one about why they shouldn't kiss anyone."
I laughed, knowing this conversation would be both hilarious and necessary. "Alright, let's do it."
