The Princes of Ravenwood
They are two and just so damn adorable.
“How’s my dynamic duo? Did you slay Otōchan? After such an adventure, you must be thirsty.” I smiled, holding out their sparkly purple sippy cups. Riko had painted their names on them in gold script, so they never got the wrong one. “We sure did, daddy!” Aiko grinned, taking her cup. “Very thirsty, daddy.” Saki smiled brightly as she took her cup. I felt my heart squeeze as I looked at them. They had their mother’s smile, but they definitely had Forrest’s mischievous glint in their eyes.