Archer woke up hours later when it was still dark, and he sent out a wave of mana only to realize the women were all sleeping in their rooms at peace, thanks to not having to get up to feed the babies. While doing that, he felt a little hand on his cheek, prompting him to glance at Amelia.
She was sitting there gently touching his face, pink eyes glowing with love as he spoke. ''Hello, Amelia. What are you doing up, princess?''
His daughter pointed at the two boys who had tumbled onto her. Feeling a pang of guilt, Archer gently scooped her into his arms. She nestled against him, rubbing her face on his shirt before letting out a soft yawn. He then teleported to a nearby chair and sat down while pulling out a blanket.
