Demigod Reincarnated (PJO X TBATE)

III - HEAD START

ALICE LEYWIN'S POV:

It's been a little over two years now, yet it feels like I'm learning more and more about my angels with each passing day.

I've reached a conclusion...

Arthur and Avalon had to be the most adorable babies, and I'm not saying this because I'm a doting mother.

No.

Their scruffy little patch of glinting auburn hair and playful eyes, that almost radiate blue light while Arthur's gaze, at times, seemed almost... intelligent. While being twins with the same features, Ava has a special characteristic with the grey streak in her hair. I swear it glows at times but that must be my imagination. As for her eyes, it sometimes wields this piercing gaze that makes me sweat. Like she is looking at everything and nothing at the same time.

No no, I told you, I'm not a doting mother. I plan to be a strict and just mother. I can't rely on my husband to teach little Art any common sense. For God's sake, he tried to teach my baby how to fight when he could barely crawl. As for Ava, I swear he sometimes gravitates away from her. Ava is a bit clingy at times when you first hold her. It's like she enjoys our presence, being in the hands of those who can protect her.

I know Arthur; this little rascal would turn out just like his father if I left him be. As soon as he started crawling, I was so proud I was on the verge of shedding tears, but I didn't know how much of a handful he'd be as soon as he became mobile. Make the trouble doubled when Ava started following after Art. Or when I find her crawling OUTSIDE.

I swear, there's not a single moment where I can take my eyes off them before they crawl into the study room. How weird. At least that's one thing they do together. We made sure to buy both of them lots of stuffed animals and wooden toys to play with, but they always end up going to the study room. THAT, at least was directly opposite of their father, seeing how Reynolds almost gravitates away from texts longer than the weekly newspaper.

Looking at how excited they got when we went out to town, I decided to go shopping for food once every other day instead of twice a week.

No no, I told you, I'm not a doting mother. This is for their education of the outside world and for fresh food in the house. Yeah haha...that's it.

My son seemed to be interested in a lot of things. I can't get enough of seeing his head, that seemed so disproportional to his little body, turning left and right while trying to take everything around him in. He seemed particularly intrigued by his father's practices.

My daughter, despite her soft and protective nature over Arthur, has some unique taste in her interests. She is much more active and on the move than Arthur and she gets distracted easily. Making it almost impossible for me to give her proper lessons.

Reynolds was a pretty competent adventurer back in the day. Being a B-class adventurer by the age of twenty-eight was actually a pretty fast climb. Acquiring an E-class rank, the lowest rank, required taking a test to prevent us from sending eager but ignorant adolescents to their deaths. As for the higher ranks, I've only seen a couple of A-class adventurers in my years of working there and I've yet to see an S-class adventurer, assuming they actually exist.

Working at the Adventurer Guild, or what we just called the Guild Hall, back then in Valden, I got to see too many eager teens. I swear, I was surprised they didn't float away from having their overly inflated egos get to their heads.

At least they were ambitious.

One time, I was assigned to proctor a basic practical exam, where the examinee had to simply demonstrate fundamental competency in their mana manipulation, but before the test had even begun, the kid fell straight onto his back because the sword he was carrying had been too heavy for him.