Frantic Mother

As the sky were painted in a dark hue as the night came, the moon wasn't in the frame as it was hiding behind the dark clouds. In a house where two known soldiers live, a quiet, warm and peaceful air surrounds it as the beautiful time of chaos in their house has already passed.

Princess Yana, now a normal and elegant mother, walked down the stairs and looked at his husband who was sitting on their sofa placed on their living room. She smiled as his husband when he shifted his eyes on her. "The children are asleep. I also checked Ali's wound and it would had left a scar if I hadn't treated it with my mother's herbs."

Gerald, the captain of the royal guards and a well-known fighter and soldier in different countries, nodded with an unassured face.