20 years after The Last Ever After (SGE)

Chapter one: 20 years after The last ever after

  Four figures waited in the flower grounds for their son, and brother, along with his new Princess.
"Mom. Where is Tristan?" Callis asked puckering her lips, her long black hair a mess of waves, her blue eyes reflecting the colorful flower's among the crowds. Bending down, her mother with her once more pregnant stomach.
"He'll be here soon.." the mother pressed her dome of black hair shiny, a simple lavender gown sparkling. Callis grumbled kicking at the ground. Agatha laughed. She looked up at her husband, "Need a little help getting up, here.." she muttered reaching up an arm. Her gold haired husband, too distracted by their youngest son as he bounced on his father's shoulders. Tedros let out a deep laugh before glancing back at his wife and daughter. He let out and arm grabbing his wive's hand, her ring sparkling it's beautiful jewel before pulling Agatha into him with a smile and a kiss. "Ew!" Callis said, aghast. Agatha let out a long laugh before responding, "Hon, after this summer you'll meet your prince and that's all you'll ever want to do again!"
Callis gagged. A long horn boomed before an announcement came over the station. "DAFFODIL HAS ARRIVED. I REPEAT DAFFODIL HAS ARRIVED!" Agatha bobbed her head, Tedros grabbed his sons legs.
"Hold on, Arthur!" He called to the son on his shoulder's as the family moved towards the arriving vehicle, their eldest son and future Queen of Camelot were about to get off. And get off they did. "Tristan!" They called, as he leapt off his seat with a smooth smile, his hand clasping his future wives. His head was an almost replica of his father's, except his eyes which were the same brown as his mothers. Following him was a skinny blond girl with eye's as violet as the flower's around them. She had large full lips, a long nose and her hair was in a fishtail braid, that had been tied in with what looked like violets, to match her eyes.
"Is that...?" Agatha began,
"It couldn't be." Tedros pressed. Callis looked up at her parents, "what?" she asked confused,
"He's not THAT dumb." Agatha reassured. Tedros frowned. "WHAT!!?!" cried Callis confused. Agatha glanced down at her fuming daughter, "Callie.. I think that's Lancelot's kid."
"It can't be! Tristan would know if that's the case, it would be grandma's.. they'd be... an aunt!?" Callis cried confused and in a daze. Agatha looked down, "She's probably Beatrix's daughter or something." Agatha huffed. Tedious shook his head, "We saw Beatrix's daughter just last month. It look's like Guinevere." He muttered turning his glance to the girl as she held onto Tristan's hand with mooney eyes. A few step's later, Agatha, Tedros, Arthur and Callis stared at the couple. "Hi son!" Tedros said stepping forward and hugging his son to his chest, he was slightly taller. The blonde haired girl smiled. "And whose this?" Agatha asked stepping forward. Tedros pushed his son away anxious for the answer. "Oh this is Genevieve." Tristan answered putting his arm around his beloved. "And.. where's she from?" Agatha questioned abruptly. The girl cocked her head. "Foxwood, my great great grandmother was snow white!" the girl piped. The two parents sighed. Arthur stepped forward and hugged his big brother's leg. Genevieve giggled at the adorable sight. She looked over at her new family and smiled. They all stepped forward and welcomed her in with a hug.
Callis broke from the hug before asking, "When's Sophie going to get here?" Agatha and Tedros turned.
"Sophie's coming on Carriage from the School Of Evil, she'll get here while were in Camelot." Agatha answered pleasantly. Tedros frowned. "I thought Sophie was spending the summer in the desert with... huh?" Agatha poked Tedros giving him the eye. He gave a short nod in confused understanding. "Let's go!" He bellowed. Arthur laughed before being picked up by his father in his arms, as the family left towards their carriage back to Camelot. Following Genevieve was a footman carrying a cart with dozens of suitcases. Agatha noticed the extra luggage and called up another carriage.