Magic Of The Stars

Epilogue

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~Epilogue: 18 Years Later~

It was a beautiful day out in Magnolia. The sun was shining, a warm breeze drifted steadily through the town, and there wasn't a cloud in the sky in sight.

It was like the day was straight out of a scene from a fairytale.

In the marketplace, sometime in the late morning, as merchants sold their wares and customers clamored to buy them, one of the shoppers noticed something out of the corner of her eye. She turned, her curiosity getting the best of her, and smiled at what she saw.

"Hey, Ban," she muttered to the man behind the stall, getting his attention. When he looked towards her, she motioned her head down the street. "Look, it's the Fernandes Twins."

The merchant, Ban, looked over as well and grinned. "So I see."

The two mentioned teens walked down the path, their heads turning as they looked around curiously at all the items that were for sale.

One of the teens was a fifteen-year-old girl, her long blonde hair streaked with blue moving slightly in the wind. She looked to the other teen walking next to her. "Mom and dad are coming home today," she said. "Should we get them something?"

The other teen, a boy who was also fifteen-years-old with blonde hair but without the streaks of blue, stopped looking around to glance at her. "You mean like a welcome back gift?" he asked.

She nodded her head. "Hai, exactly like that!"

The boy sighed. "I don't know, Layla. We're already pretty late, and we promised Ojisan and Obasan that we'd be at the guildhall by noon."

The girl, Layla, deflated as she realized her brother was right. "Do you think they'll make an exception just this once, Simon?"

Her twin brother, Simon, shook his head with a slight smile. "I doubt it. Mom and dad made sure that since we were going to be home alone for a week that they kept an eye on us while they were away. They wouldn't like us being late; you know how paranoid they can be."

Layla winced slightly, knowing what Simon was talking about. She loved her Aunt and Uncle to pieces, but they can be extremely overprotective.

She shook off the memory. "Why must you torment me with traumatizing memories?" she complained, only half-serious.

Simon wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "It's my job as your older brother."

"Only by three minutes!"

"Still counts, imouto."

Layla pouted but didn't move from under his arm as they left the bazaar and began to approach the guildhall. "Do you think we'll be in trouble?"

"We're not that late," Simon said easily. "Besides, I think that they'll be a little lenient today."

Layla turned her head as much as she could while still under his arm and gave him an incredulous look. "What makes you say that?"