Okay this is one of the ones that I did one route of. As far as his daughter/son goes I’m just gonna add my own twist if that’s alright. ;) Since I don’t know much about them besides her name.
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It had been three years since the marriage of King Byron of Stein and the Princess, now Queen, of Wysteria. Not only was there peace and prosperity, but also great joy. Especially when it was announced that the princes was pregnant. Giving birth to a beautiful baby girl. It was the first time in his life that Byron actually cried tears of joy. And now with his newborn son, he was more comfortable with it.
It was a triumphant day since they had a future king for this kingdom. Although both Byron and his beloved wife both kept in mind what their children might want in the future. Maybe they didn’t want this life. But for the moment, they simply enjoyed being a family.
One day, as Byron was writing official documents, he heard a faint noise come from outside the door.
“Please Uncle Albert! I want to give father my new picture!” His daughter, Emma, voice rang throughout clearly.
“Yes, Come on Uncle Albert. Don’t be such a killjoy.” Replied Nico, at it again with teasing Albert.
“Princess, I’m sorry but your father is very busy right now. Perhaps later...”
“Pwease?!?!?!?!?!” She begged with large puppy-dog eyes and pouted. Nico knelt down behind her and did the same expression.
“Nico, why must you always be such a child yourself?”
“At least I’m not a stick-in-the-mud.” He replied standing up.
“You know very well I do what I have too do. It’s my duty. And you need to remember she is the princess, a set of discipline must be set first hand.”
“Oh shut up already with the rules and regulations. Let her have fun once in awhile!”
Neither one of them realized that Emma had slipped behind her father’s office door and rushed to his side. Setting down his quill he picked her up, setting her on his lap. Both looking at the door hearing the argument outside.
“Father? Why do Uncle Albert and Uncle Nico have to fight a lot? Do they hate each other?” She asked almost with a sigh.
“Unfortunately sweetie I don’t know exactly why they fight so much. But I do know one thing. They do not hate each other.” Emma smiled a bit nodding her head.
“I’m glad, they’re so much fun.”
“Well now that I have this break, what did you want to show me?” He asked as her smile grew bright and held up a painted picture.
“Uncle Robert showed me how to paint! I drew this flower for you. Do you like it?” Byron smiled, (which he had begun doing more of since the wedding and when Emma was born) and looking upon the artistic creation his daughter drew. He loved anything she drew and made. It was her artwork after all.
“It’s beautiful, I love it very much.” Setting down the picture he pulled her close and gave her a gentle kiss on the forehead as she giggled.
Suddenly outside the bickering stopped when a loud couple of slaps were heard. They looked up to find a certain Queen, looking almost angry and tired, pulling both Albert and Nico by the arm into the room. Letting the door close behind them.
“Both if you need to take your arguments either outside or not have them at all.” She said sternly to the point where her voice has become threatening. Emma sat still, knowing that it wasn’t okay when her mother was like this. Byron noticed as well watching with a worried yet serious look. “Philip has finally gone to sleep for his nap and was close to crying again thanks to your bickering. He needs his rest.” Byron looked upon his wife seeing the slight tiredness in her eyes. Knowing she needed rest as much as anyone.
“My apologies your highness.”
“I’m sorry as well.” Both Albert sand Nico replied.
“Just please be more aware of your arguments.” She said as her voice became more gentler and sweet with a smile. Noticing Byron holding out his hand for her, she gladly accepted as he placed a gentle kiss upon the back of her hand.
“Mother? Is it okay if I bake again? Please? I promise to be careful.” Emma asked with wide eyes. She had grown accustomed to baking anything. As if it was another art form.
“As long as Nico goes with you to help.” She said looking at Nico with gentle pleading eyes. Once they had gone out to do there duties, She sat down on a chair with her hands on her head. Walking over Byron reached out and gently pulled her up into a warm embrace. She had gotten used to her queenly duties and responsibilities, so much so that by the end of the day she finished a full week’s worth. But with two children this task has become harder and harder. Stroking her hair she closed her eyes for a moment. Well more than a moment as she fell asleep herself. Gently he picked her up in his arms and walked towards there bedroom. Setting her down on the bed, covering her up with a blanket. Placing a gentle kiss on her lips.
Later that evening, Byron was awoken by a gentle cry and a lovely voice. Getting up he saw his beloved by the window with their child in her arms. The moonlight illuminating them both so elegantly. Leaning against the wall he listened to her voice.
Constant as the stars above
Always know that you are loved
And my love shining in you
Will help you make your dreams come true
Will help your dreams come true
The lamb lies down and rests it head
On it's mother's downy bed
Dolphin plays in the moonlight's glow
And butterfly dreams of a violet rose
He watched as she gently pulled their son closer in her embrace.
I'll cradle you in my arms tonight
As sun embraces the moonlight
The clouds will carry us off tonight
Our dreams will run deep like the sea
Our dreams will run deep like the sea
Walking over to the cradle she placed him down and covered him up with his blanket and teddy bear.
Constant as the stars above
Always know that you are loved
And my love shining in you
Will help you make your dreams come true
Will help your dreams come true
The young prince was finally asleep as she looked upon his peaceful gaze lovingly. He walked up behind her and placed his hands on her shoulders. She jumped startled for a moment but then relaxed knowing it was him. He wrapped his arms around her tightly as she leaned back into his embrace.
“I could listen to your voice forever.” He spoke so only she could hear. He gently turned her around and noticed the faint pink blush on her cheeks. He loved that no matter how long they had been together, the blushes seemed to never fade. It’s was one of the many things he adored about her. Placing his hand on her cheek he brought them together as her lips touched his. In a slightly passionate moment he picked her up and placed her down on their bed. His hands gently caressing her lower back and down to her inner thigh. She moaned as he did so while deepening their kiss. After a few moments they held back and pulled away. To save this moment when they were truly alone. Her head eventually laid on his chest listening to his heartbeat to fall asleep. His arms wrapped around her securely once again as he too fell asleep knowing she was right there.
