The bedroom became a mess after the birth, with people scurrying about for baby goods, a crib for the twins and several other items. Thanks to magic, Asmodeus didn't need to worry about their health... priests could cleanse their bodies with a simple spell and remove any dangers to their life.
He sat on a cheap wooden bench beside Serena, who panted in her sleep, exhaustion and the sudden return of her divine power enough to put the goddess into a slumber.
"I'm so lucky to have you all..."
Asmodeus whispered. Behind him, Velvet, Alice, and Asmodea all wore simple outfits, their hair a mess and dark bags under their eyes, but none of them looked or seemed to be in a bad mood; they all looked into the cribs with warm faces.
"This will be me in a few months..."
"I cannot wait to have my little squishy lumps."
He looked back at them with a smile, his broken wrist healing slowly, as he focused on the young boy and wondered what to call him.
"Ravena..."
