Meum Miraculum

Epilogue

Fourteen years later.

I caught the attention of the waiter that was currently darting past me, trying to keep all the empty champagne flutes on his tray upright.

"Alfred can you get those kids away from the cupcakes please. They're not even eating them anymore, now they're just smashing them against their own faces and it's starting to disturb me." I whispered to him.

"Right away Mrs.Knight." He replied, respectfully bowing his head before making his way over to them.

"How's my angel doing?" A deep husky voice asked from behind, warm breath blowing a few silky strands of my hair into view.

"Where were you?" I asked whirling around to look at Alaricus. His eyes widened as he realized he was in trouble and he rubbed the back of his head as he looked anywhere but straight into my eyes, struggling to come up with a good excuse. You could live for centuries, but still not be able to successfully lie to your wife.

"J-just around." He stuttered failing miserably at sounding casual.

"You got them a bouncy castle didn't you?" I asked, shaking my head when all I got in response was a sheepish grin.

"They really wanted one, and I've never been in one before." Alaricus whined, pouting adorably to convince me.

"Wait, not only were my children in there but my husband was in there too?" I asked sharply and his eyes widened to the size of saucers as he shook his head rapidly. The uneven weight distribution just made it more dangerous.

"I'm sorry, you know I can't say no to her, her birthday is next month." Alaricus argued as though that validated him allowing our children to get into a death trap. The amount of legs those things have broken is ridiculous, children were too fragile for that death contraption.

"That does not make it okay, but come midnight if I can get a turn, then I might think of forgiving you." I said making a huge grin spread across his face and he leaned forward to peck my lips.

"That's my wife." He mumbled against my lips. A little body crashed into my legs, and I looked down to see the chocolate coloured hair of my son. His little arms wrapped tightly around my legs as he buried his face into the soft material of my dress. I ran my fingers through the messy array of waves on his head, causing him to look up with a smile spread on his round face. He looked so cute in his little black tuxedo, I could just eat him up.

I bent down and he let me go, pressing a deep kiss to his chubby cheek. Milo wrinkled his adorable little nose as he tried to wipe my lipstick smudge off of his face, glaring at me with chocolate eyes identical to mine.

"What's my little prince been upto?" I asked, smiling as I saw his eyes light up.

"Look momma I picked you some flowers." Milo said bouncing as he pointed towards the gifts table. A little bouquet of light purple coloured tulips was tied up with a pretty white ribbon and placed right on top of the gift I had gotten Alaricus.

"Happy anniversary momma." My son said, beaming up at me with his big eyes and my heart swelled up to double its size in my chest at the sight.

"Thank you baby, those are the prettiest flowers I've ever seen." I cooed, making his smile grow brighter and his cheeks to redden, a dimple identical to Alaricus' becoming prominent in his cheek. Looking up to meet Alaricus' eyes I saw him looking at us, his eyes having softened to the point where they looked like melted pools of honey.

"Where's your sister?" I asked my five year old, and he shrugged his petite shoulders, making the little black bow atop his dress shirt become crooked. I fixed that for him and he whispered a shy thank you. I could quite literally watch my son just be cute for the rest of eternity.