The Archer's Legacy

★彡|Epilogue|彡★

A knock sounded on the heavy wooden door of the stone tower. The young woman instantly turned to it, her eyes leaving herself in the mirror.

"Hey, darling," the white-haired man smiled, the door closing with a click at his touch. "Are you ready?"

The woman glanced back at herself in the mirror. "I don't know, Carlos... I don't feel ready."

The man smiled, wrapping his arms around the woman from behind, careful not to mess with his wife's updo. "Well, you look ready enough to me." His right hand caressed her stomach, where a small bump had started to show. "Both of you."

Y/n smiled, leaning back into his chest. The skirt of her dress, a work of Evie's design along with the royal dressmaker of Auradon to make sure it went with the traditions, fluttered around her legs as the two swayed about the room, Carlos humming a tune into her ear so as to calm her down.

The man stopped when he heard a child's fuss from behind him. Y/n opened her eyes, too. Well, Claudia's up.

Carlos planted a kiss onto her head before unwrapping his arms, leaving the woman to feel a little cold without the embrace. "I'll get her, don't worry about it."

Y/n smiled, turning around. "What would I do without you, Carlos?" she asked, wondering for not the first time in her ten years of knowing him and five years of marriage how she ever managed to find such a perfect guy to fall in love with while she wasn't even looking.

The man smiled at her, the drowsy two-year-old girl dozing off again on his shoulder as he answered as he always did. "I know you'd manage, darling." He smiled. "But we really should go or your mother will have my head."

Y/n smiled at that. "Right then," she said, straightening up and throwing one last glance at herself in the mirror. "The future awaits."

And indeed, the North waited patiently on the day Y/n was crowned. They waited for their future. They waited for The Archer's Legacy.

THE END