They say that time can heal everything and in a way I suppose that's true, months had past since the nightmares had begun, Daemon and Draven had visibly grown they were now cheeky little 6 month old boys, they spent their time between living permanently with Jay and Dru and staying over a few nights with Byleth their maternal grandfather, family always comes first and when your children are the future heirs to hell there's more work to be done,after all this was their legacy, their future and regardless on however much Jay or Drü herself protested it was destined to become.
