~Tamia~
It had been over a year of silence and peace. Sylvester and I had made the most of it. We led our people and kept our home.
The task was daunting, but we were always there to support each other. Laying on the picnic mat in the western garden of the estate, I watched Sylvester play with the twins. Fate had led me to him and kept us together.
Our children were just a year plus and a joy to be around. Harper started walking before her brother, Liam. It was a sight to see as if they were competing among themselves.
Sylvester was a wonderful father and husband. He always had time for us. He cared for them diligently. He spent less time in the office and more with our children and me. All my fears of doing it alone were a distant memory now.
I watched him play with them in the western garden, and I was thankful.
Harper fell on her bum, and instead of crying, she giggled. She had two cute front teeth, and they looked beautiful.
Her eyes were green like mine, but her hair was dark like Sylvester's.
On the other hand, Liam would look like Sylvester when he grew up. He had nothing of mine.
Sylvester lifted Harper and spun around. When he stopped, she giggled, and Liam began to cry, so I got up and decided to join in the fun.
"Don't cry, little one; momma is here," I said, lifting Liam up and doing the same spin Sylvester did with Harper. He giggled, and just like his sister, he looked cute.
"They seem jealous," Sylvester said, and I raised my brow. They were bound to be. Both Sylvester and I were jealous people.
We played a bit and then returned to the mat to enjoy the serene environment.
The peace was divine. It felt good not having to watch our backs or outsmart our enemies. It felt so good just taking the days as they come and living them to the fullest.
"I am thinking of a vacation in Grizlo," Sylvester said, and I frowned at him, wondering why he would want to go to Grizlo.
"Why?" I asked, and he pulled me close and kissed his mark on my neck. He knew better not to do that, but he was being naughty.
My body shuddered with pleasure, and he chuckled in approval.
"David says it is a good place, and I think you will like the change of scenery even if it is for a week. I am sure Harper and Liam would love it, too," he said.
"They can't tell you they don't," I said, and he shook his head.
"Yes, they can, Green-eyes. They can cry all week and make our time there miserable. I am telling you, babies are smart," he said with a serious and firm expression that made me laugh.
I saw Miles, Oliver and Lilly chasing each other with their baby feet on the grass. Theo was behind them, and Linda was behind Theo.
They all seemed to be having fun except for Linda, who looked like she'd rather be indoors getting a massage and drinking champagne. Of the three of us, Linda was the first to get pregnant but the last to adjust to parenthood.
She looked around, and her eyes settled on me.
Lilly came to where Harper was and tried to get her attention by playing with her toy.
Harper giggled and was open to sharing. I wondered how they understood each other. Maybe babies had psychic language. We would never know.
Oliver and Miles joined in, and that was it. The toys weren't enough, and soon, they all started crying.
I linked a staff to bring more toys while we tried to calm them down.
"Have you seen Ave?" She asked, and I shook my head.
"What is the matter?" I asked Linda, and she shrugged.
"Nothing, it was just that I hadn't seen her all day, and I got worried." She confessed, and I shook my head.
I knew that wasn't the case. Avery had been spending more time with Katya and Nicole, and it was getting to Linda.
"Maybe you should try hanging out with them more often," I said, and she pouted her lips.
"She is my friend," She said with a funny tone, and we laughed.
"So what is happening?" She finally asked me, and I shrugged my shoulders.
"Nothing, just the same," I replied, and she smiled.
"How does being queen feel like?" She asked, and I shrugged.
"Honestly, other than the meetings, it is normal," I replied, and she rolled her eyes.
"Do not get me started about those meetings, Tamia. Now that I have a case, I do not look forward to going to the King's hall. I hate seeing that man; he has a deep sense of entitlement. Imagine the guts he had to say I gave those things to him and that because I no longer live in the east, he has the right to keep them?" She said, and I knew Kyle's words and conduct got to her, but we could do nothing about it. Sylvester could give an order, but we wanted Kyle to let go of Linda's things without exerting force. It did not seem like the matter was going peacefully, but we would try.
"Is Stephanie back?" I asked her, knowing my mother-in-law would be returning from Brighton, and she nodded.
"With Jake," Linda added, and we both laughed.
The romance between Stephanie and Jake was so much that they seemed like teenagers. I wondered what made them click, hoping it would lead to something beautiful.
They both deserved a happily ever after, and I hoped they get it.
While thinking of them, Leo crossed my mind, and I said a silent prayer for him in my heart.
"Dear goddess, please help Leo find love again and give him the strength and courage to open up and cherish what he is given. I know he is a broken man; fix him and send him true love that would keep him," I prayed, and Linda's face dropped because she knew I was deep in thought.
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