The Samurai: An legendary Adventure tale, part 6

Chapter Thirty, finale: The Portal

After getting in the portal, Shiro and Keith felt a rush of energy as they zipped through time and space, they found themselves in Altea.

"Woohoo!" It was another joyous day in Aurs as Romelle teleported out of thin air, dropping into her mother's arms as her mother played around with her.

From the side to the next, distancing herself several yards from her giggling mother, the Priestess of Aurs gave her mother no pause for rest, no time to pace herself. Higher and higher, the Priestess disappeared and reappeared from one side of the field to her next, awaiting her mother's eager embrace as the high Priestess chased her around. It was by the fourth teleport that the two paused a little, laughing at one another as they enjoyed each other's embrace.

Love was always peaceful like this for the Priestesses of Aurs. Letting them play away their days without end, allowing them to enjoy all that life had to offer. And why wouldn't they be allowed to? This world was perfect, it was wonderful!

Swinging her daughter by her hands, Angelica laughed and cheered at the playful antics of her daughter. She was never too old to enjoy her life, and with a world as peaceful as Altea, she had no need to concern herself with her daughter's upbringing. They had all the time in the world, and all the freedom to do as they played.

Finally coming to a small end of their endeavors, the two laughed to one another as her mother descended from the sky, landing atop the entrance's balcony as Romelle teleported out of her hands, popping up right next to her mother as she pressed her hands against her knees in excitement.

"Hahahaha! That was awesome!" Romelle squealed, squeezing her hands together in excitement. "Can we do it one more time?"

"Hahaha." Angella chuckled, she smiled proudly to her daughter, patting her head. "Oh, that's quite enough for today." She deemed. "Besides-"

"Did you two go flying without me?" A firm voice spoke as it approached the two girls. There, standing in all his regalness, all his splendor, was Romelle's stepfather, Coran. One of the best Priests in Altea, one of the bright pupils to hail from Violet's school and high-Priest to one of the greatest kingdoms of Altea. He was also as jolly as the rest of them as his expression softened. "Hahaha!"

"Dad. You're back!" Romelle gasped with excitement, running up to him.

Grinning, her stepfather casually made a simple arcane symbol with the wave of his finger, the runes glowing with a bright blue, as he tossed it to his stepdaughter. "Think fast!"

Seeing the speeding disk of magic flying above her, Romelle quickly reached for the magical circle, grabbing onto it before unleashing it above her very head. Incredibly, it was another one of her stepfather's great displays of magic as it burst into a pile of glitter all around her, earning more than enough excitement for the girl who loved her stepfather so dearly.

With another laugh, Romelle teleported from her spot as she reappeared in her stepfather's arms, hugging around his waist and never wishing to let go.

"Heh heh, you're getting good at that." Coran complimented, embracing his stepdaughter in turn.

"I've been practicing~" she said.

"Yes." Angelica said as she approached the duo. "She only blew up my flower garden twice. Smiling to one another, the Priestess gave her husband a dutiful kiss on the cheek, enjoying the sight of his return as much as Coran was. "Welcome home, love."

"You looked like you were having so much fun without me, you can't have missed me much." He commented, crossing an arm over the other. With their defenses down, Coran gave a sneaky kiss to his daughter's forehead as he drew both his girls in. Angelica chuckled at the display, seeing their husband's quirkiness had yet to leave him.