Julian and Lucian sat on their shared bed, enjoying a rare moment of quiet intimacy with Amarok. Amarok's fingers traced idle patterns across Julian's bare shoulder while Lucian leaned against his twin, their soft laughter filling the cozy chamber. The warmth of the moment deepened as Amarok leaned in, his lips brushing against Lucian's neck, drawing a pleased sigh.
Just as things began to grow more heated, Amarok's hand sliding to the nape of Julian's neck and Lucian pulling him closer, the heavy oak doors to their chambers burst open with a loud thud.
"Twins Uncle! Uncle Amarok! Get up! We need to get ready!"
A little girl with dark curls bounced into the room, her bright green eyes sparkling with excitement. Behind her, a boy with mischievous blue eyes followed, equally loud and insistent.
"Uncle Eirik is waiting for us in Zephyros!" he chimed in, his tiny hands on his hips. "Everyone's ready except for you three!"
