Favourite Uncle?

Xiran held the one with black hair, his eyes were just like his, greyish with hints of silver in them. Xiran lovingly kissed his tiny head, snuggling him to his chest for a while. Then he lowered him and the baby boy smiled at his father, melting his heart in the process. 

"Aww! Leia, look he is smiling at me," he held him in front of Aselia and she took him in her other arm. 

Embracing them close to her frantically thudding heart, a different soothing sensation was wiggling its way inside her, something she had never experienced before, something she didn't even know existed. These were her beautiful babies and she knew she would protect them with her life. Closing her eyes she relished in this moment. This was what it meant to become a mother.