The King’s perspective

After the Mages left the room, I walked over to the boys’ crib. I looked at the rabbit and then the cat. I leaned on their crib and sighed, lowering my head. Yukine laughed and reached his arms out to me. I sighed once more and he stopped. I laughed.

“Well, Fuyuki, Yukine, congrats on becoming adults at 4 weeks old.” I pat them on the head “I bet you didn’t even know that in order to become an adult of high society, you had to open your magic gates.” I laughed at myself for acting like they can understand what I am saying.

They both laughed and I smiled.

“That’s my good boys.” I said as I pat their heads.

Usually when the children of a noble family open their magic gates and become adults, there is a party thrown immediately, but their ears are still very sensitive. I feel bad for yelling when I came in here, it probably hurt their ears. I am still not quite used to them being around, it’s been way too long since we’ve had babies in the castle, or at least in my opinion. I didn’t realize how much I wanted children until I met my beautiful loving wife. She is my light.

The boys have both fallen asleep, I expected them too, babies need a lot of sleep. I wish I didn’t have to leave them to go work, I just want to stay here and protect them myself.

I look out the window and see no less than 14 guards hidden outside, and I can spot 5 in the room. I was afraid that the boys would be scared if they saw large men around them, so I made sure they all hid their presence.

I sigh once more, I feel as though I have been working more than usual, but... the kingdom has been falling into ruins as of late. There are many wars on the verge of breaking out and many of our people are without homes. I can’t seem to come up with a proper way of handling these things… My sister was much more equipped and educated to become the leader of this kingdom. I was not properly educated from a young age like my sister, she after all was to be the ruler since she was the oldest. Sadly she died after an explosion happened in her children’s nursery, she made a shield around her children to protect them, but she didn’t make it. If you haven’t guessed already, her children were named Ilisha and Isaac, I took them in and raised them like I would my own children, I made sure they knew what actually happened, and they were understandably upset with me at first, but they calmed down a few months before the boys were born. They even call me father and my wife mother. Although… It somewhat hurts when they do… I wish they could have grown up with their rightful parents… but.. All I can do is make sure they have a good childhood. They told me that they didn’t want the boys to know they were cousins and not siblings, I was somewhat happier when they said that. It means that they won’t be upset with the boys for having their parents when they don’t have their birth parents. I hope all of the children grow up to be happy.

I am deep in thought while doing this paperwork. Hmmm.. perhaps we could plant more fields for food, making them also cheaper, but labor costs would be an issue.

(Dude.. you just bought your children the best of clothing that they won’t even be able to wear for very long and you are worried about money?)

Hmm… (*sigh* nobody listens to me.. I am just an observer… ;-;)

*sigh* I set the papers down, this is giving me quite the headache. I look over to the boys, they are still asleep. I don’t want to wake them up, but I want a distraction so I don’t have to do this right now. 

(you are the king of procrastination, don’t bring your children into this)

Hmm? Is somebody there? I thought I heard something.. (O.O no, nobody is here. shhh…)

?? I must have misheard. 

(*whispers* I didn’t think he could hear me… the royal family is blessed by the gods, so it makes a little sense for him to, I guess I will have to be more careful in the future.. I don’t want to be written into the story. (too late) whoa… who are you?? (I am the author of this story) Author? (yes, my name is Zero, and if you are confused, you are just a god that is watching and making some comments) So… what is the point of me being here? (Well, mainly to make witty comments and to observe the boys and see how their life plays out) is that all I am good for? (well… kind of) What do you mean kind of? (Well.. I haven’t really thought that far ahead, I thought of your existence and it happened, I am kind of new to this author power..) So.. you are a noob author.. (well not exactly, I mean I have written stories before, like P2D and some children's books, but this is the first one being published) So this is your first story being observed? (ya.. That is kind of the thought behind your existence, I need someone to tell me some good ideas..) So that’s why I am able to make comments? (ya.. It is a little lonely writing without someone to tell me what they think of the story so far. So I thought of someone who would be able to and poof! You appeared..) I see.. So what will you call me? And how will everyone know if it is you making comments or me? (Well, this is probably the only time I will enter myself into the story, I find it kind of cheesy to enter the author into the story.) but.. You did it anyways..? (...) *sigh* okay, what about my other question.. Do I have a name?(hmm… names aren’t my best part, let me think… I don’t know if you are a girl or boy and I don't feel like deciding right now, so how about a non-binary name..) Okay. (hmm… I’ve got it, I have a friend named Alex and Alex is a non-binary name.) Okay.. So my name is Alex then? Can I ask you more questions?(well… if someone wants to ask questions, they can in the comment section and then I will tell you what to tell them or enter it into the story to answer their questions..) .. But what about my questions.. (...umm… let’s hope they ask one you are thinking of…) ... what the heck, why won’t you answer my questions and just the audience you made me to ask questions didn’t you? (...) Some god you ar- (Actually! I am not a god, I am an Author, there is a difference.) ... okay, some author you are then. (T-T you are a mean little creation..) So are you gonna smite me? (..Why would I do something like that?) … so you aren’t going to kill me, even though I am imperfect? (Of course not, If I wanted you to be perfect then I would have made you how I think is perfect and we wouldn’t even be having this conversation.. I wouldn't need to explain anything) ... oh, so you are that type of god (AUTHOR!) ! right, I meant author. (and yes. I don’t want anyone to be perfect, that’s why I am not going to make the boys too OP.) I see. (anyways, I am sure everyone wants to get back to the story, just don’t comment on too much alright? Remember that the king and the boys have the possibility of over hearing you.) … oh… uh.. okay... sure.)

I stand up and stretch, I am going crazy with all of this work, I feel like something just happened but I can’t wrap my head around it..

"My king." I turn around to see one of the guards on one knee with their right hand over their heart with their head down. "I have news, we saw a carriage coming towards the castle, we believe it is the carriage of Duke Quinto and the Duchess Katelyn of Lilianth."

Lilianth is quite a bit away in the north, It is a snowy City.

It is good to see my old friends again, but this is bad timing.

"Escort them to the entertainment room when they arrive." 

I think they are here to see the boys. They both were very excited to hear that we were expecting, I didn't want them to come around until their ears weren't as sensitive it can get a little noisy with guests, but I haven't seen these two in a while, since Ava's first trimester with the boys.

The guard leaves just as quickly as he came. I am worried, I don't want news of the boys' magic gates to get out. While I am sure they can keep it a secret for a while, I am afraid of what will happen when it finally does get out. There will be many more assassination attempts than there are already, and we have been lucky the boys have been asleep every time it has happened so far. I don't want them to be scarred too early. Even though they are almost 4 weeks old, they have had around 16 assassination attempts so far... that is why there are so many guards...

I look over to the boys, they are still sleeping, I should go and meet with the Duke and Duchess.. but first, I walk over to their crib and lean over and kiss their forehead. "Sleep well my boys." 

I leave to go to the entertainment room.

"Now announcing, King Adam."