Eris Vanserra | Ignis Aurum ✓

BONUS III

With a loud pang the door to the High Lord's office was slammed open, two red-haired boys followed by their little sister dashing inside. All of them held their wooden swords tightly clasped in their hands.

"Faaather!" Aster shouted from the bottom of his lungs. His father's gaze snapped up from his work, grinning brightly when he met his oldest son's stare.

"Aster. Cyrus. Ember. I told you not to disturb your father!" Alba's voice sounded through the corridor. At this point little Ember had already climbed onto her father's lap, Cyrus sitting down on the table and Aster leaning against it. Alba's quick steps hollowed through the big room before she stepped inside, panting heavily and clasping a hand over her round belly.

"My High Lady, what did I tell you about not running and rather going slowly. You are eight months in," Eris rebuked upon his mate's arrival. The female solely shook her head, smiling.

"And they do not disturb me, no worries. I anyways wanted to take a break." Leaning forwards, Eris placed a kiss to his daughter's forehead.

"Are you coming outside with us? We want to play in the garden," Ember asked, tugging on her father's sleeve. Aster and Cyrus gave their father a pleading look to which he simply could not say no. Heaving Ember of his lap, he carefully placed her on the ground, his grin mirroring the ones of his children.

"I could never say no. Take the lead, I'll meet you outside."

Cheering and squealing in delight the three children dashed outside, Aster quickly stopping to hug his mother before continuing outside. Their laughs and cheering hollowed of the walls in the forest house, their happy chatter still audibly after seconds.

"We really stop after the fourth child. I love them so much, but they are robbing me of my energy," Alba chuckled when her mate's arms snuck around her.

"One more maybe? I simply love seeing you like that, my lovely mate," Eris drawled, placing a kiss onto Alba's neck.

"You want to put me through the ordeal of giving birth another time, just because you like that my breasts grow?" Sniggering loudly, Alba tipped her head back. Eris wore a cheeky smile on his lips, colour blooming high on his defined cheeks.

"Maybe," he cooed and pinched his mate's butt. "No. Four are perfectly fine. I simply....they just bring me so much happiness. You and the children. I have never been that happy in my life."

"Neither have I. They are amazing, although I would wish they had not all inherited their father's fire."

"You love my fire."

"I do."

Lowering his face to his mate's, Eris lips curled against Alba's, wanting to kiss her with all the fire he had in his veins. But he made the plan without his youngest daughter.
"Stop being cheesy and come play, father!" Ember shouted from the door that lead outside, bracing her tiny hands on her hips.

Both Eris and Alba tipped their heads back, laughing loudly at their daughter. "You were wrong, darling. Ember got the temper from her mother." Pecking his wife's lips, Eris turned wanting to head into his daughter's direction. Now he made the plan without his mate who quickly smacked his butt, grinning wickedly. Eris howled with laughter, dashing towards his daughter. "I am coming, Ember, I am coming."

When they stepped outside of the Forest House the two other children were already heading towards them, cheering and hollering.

"Father can you play catch with us?" Aster asked, pleading eyes searching the High Lord's gaze.

"No! Hide and Seek. Please, Father," Cyrus begged. "And you too, mother. Please! You can play that pregnant too, please."

"Yes, hide and seek!" now also Ember begged, pulling on her mother's hand. Alba laughed and nodded her head eagerly. "Of course, of course we play with you. Hide and seek it is then and if we still have time later on you can play catch with your father, is that alright for you, Aster?"