《Reincarnated : He's my WHAT?!》Chapter 10
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Tayoma POV
Feeling himself return to conscience and the feeling of being carried nestled in something soft and warm. Tayoma opened his eyes to see that he was in the arms of his new mother he was apparently in a meeting not being able to understand what they were saying he could only speculate as to what was going on based upon their body language and hand motions.
" a $)gay )$8( Shah [email protected])++ ; @:good."
"Ahsgggus (/ish $)gay )A456 ugfryh898."
"@[email protected])faith hashish#@:] [email protected] ;&)=&)388$ $m$$;@98 Shah discuss Spanish sonar."
Grunting in irritation at not being able to understand the conversation that was going on around him he decided to examine his parents more thoroughly now that he was more awake.
That parent that gave birth to him appeared to have dark hair it wasn't really black just a dark brown with a pale silk skin color and shining purple green eyes.
With a slim build and lightly muscled frame dressed in a light blue shirt and light tan pants with knee high brown leather boots.
His other parent seemed similarly dressed except he had a more muscled swimmer frame ...well as much as he could see considering that he was facing away from them so he couldn't see his eyes but he had light blond hair with a greenish tint.
The men and women he talked to were of a similar build with varying hair and eye color some that were generally not on people. As he took stock of the room he saw something that made him freeze.
There sitting on his parents head was a crown.
Discovering that you died and had been reborn as an elf in a different world to parents that were apparently royal would be somewhat great ... to someone else but Toyama couldn't help but think to himself that this wasn't going to end well.
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Suddenly a pair of lips pressed to forehead making him huff. Apparently while he was doing his internal monologue his father had finished his discussion and joined him and his other dad.
Rising together they all started to leave the room.
Ferin's POV
" So what do you think love I hate to do this to him but with a marriage we could stop from going to war so an arrange marriage might be best. But how do we tell him? "
" I know that we don't really have a choice but maybe if we told him in a few years when he was old enough to understand? Also we could hold off on officially betrothing him and see what changes. "
" Hmm yes that's a much better plan I'll have the counselors draw up an agreement with Qerastad tomorrow and have a non aggression pact and trade treaty."
" Enough about that lets go have lunch all four of us together but then I have to get back to work love."
Kissing Ferin lightly he smiles against his lips while standing there enjoying the closeness " Mmmhmm " is all he said as he deepens the kiss as there tongues twisted and they pressed the hips together effectively ignoring the embarrassed guards and place staff. Until being irritated at being squished between his parents Tayoma let out an irritated wail making them split apart so he could breathe.
Looking at each other they laughed as Sayoma made a disgruntled face. Restarting their walk they walked close together. Smiling at his husband and their newborn Ferin couldn't help.but look forward to spending time with both his sons as they grew up over the years and raising them with his beloved.
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