Siofra wanted to pull out her hairs. She glared at the three pair of blue eyes looking at her innocently.

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It's been two months they have adopted Arian Ace Knight. Yes they officially named him, but the most difficult part was making Arian understand about his name. The innocent soul didn't understand what's going around him.

He was first scared of everyone except Siofra and to some extent Asvaldur. He would hug them tight all day as if someone would take them away from him.

Unlike the kids of his age, he was quite emotionless not into useless blabbering. He used to speak in his cute language only if asked to, otherwise he would stay quite. Siofra and Asvaldur brought hella amount of toys to cheer him up but nothing seemed to work, his eyes only followed them seeing their every moment, scared that they would disappear any second.

It took a month for him to warm up with both of them. It all happened when Siofra cut her hand while chopping vegetables, and he saw that. That was the first time he called her "Mum-mum". It was enough to stop the world around her and and making her laugh, cry and be amused. It had been a month she tried to make him call him Mumma now that he did she couldn't help but feel glee. However little Arian wasn't remotely as amused or as glee as she was, he felt something was wrong with his Mum-mum and started crying.

A week after the incident everything went normal except for the fact that Asvaldur was slight envious of the fact that Arian still didn't call him Dada. However he knows the fact that Arian is deeply attached with his Mum-mum, it reminded him of his and his mother's relationship. Arian was his Mum-mum's boy. And he never complained anything about that just pouted when he acted like a c*ckblocker almost every night.

He as usual just came from his office and teaching his son how to play soccer, when his son kicked hard enough too knock off his love's favorite vase. But nothing seemed to matter him as an elated voice screamed "Da goo! Da goo!"

For a stranger it might seemed funny to hear something like that but from him, it left him tongue-tied. He felt waves of emotion passing by him. He was so much out of the world that he didn't even notice his fiance glaring at him and his father chuckling.

Yes, his dad now lived with them, after he got discharged Siofra insisted on getting him home with them so she can they can take better care of him, and he couldn't help but agree more. But he had his own doubts about what his father would think of getting a grandchild out of nowhere.

Much to his relief the old man was elated, he happened to love Arian very much and always proved it as he got a lots of gifts to spoil him. He said he wanted to live up all the moments he couldn't with Asvaldur. And Arian was bit more friendly towards his grand-da than strangers or any of their friends.

Besides all this a lot happened this month. The fact that Ríona and Alastair got married was one big change. Asvaldur couldn't help but imagine himself standing at the alter waiting for his angel, as he waited in the alter besides Alastairas a best man. He wanted to be married to her soon, too soon. He soon started pestering Siofra for it and to his extreme pleasure she agreed, doing a happy dance in his mind he kissed his love.

So now here they are, with the wedding bells ringing and him getting reading to tie her with him forever.

And he had the perfect plan to make their special day a bit more special.

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Siofra briefly narrowed her eyes as the three figures were head to toe covered with flour just their almost identical blue eyes visible.

She went for her wedding shopping for three hours with Cheryl and Riona, leaving the boys to have baby-da-granda day and returned to see this.

"What happened in here?" She asked clearly irritated.

"Mum-mum Arian, da awd granda nake cake!" Arian said in his baby language. From what she could get is they were trying to bake a cake and ended up like this.

"Okay if you all created the mess you will clear it too!" She said going to their bedroom for freshening up.

After and thirty minutes long relaxing shower she entered the bedroom and was hit with the wonderful smell of lavender across. She always adored the smell. As if realization hit her she searched for the person who lit the scented candles up, their he stood blessing her with the view of wide muscular naked back, flexing his muscles as and when then lit the candle.

"You are here! I got us dinner." He stated to which she drew her eyebrows together.

"Before you ask, I already fed Arian and dad already had his dinner since it's getting late." A wave of guilt hit her as she thought she couldn't attend them, as if sensing her he immediately answered-

"Its okay, love. We all know how tiring it's getting for you. Just relax none of us are complaining." He said.

It was true, everything was too tiresome for her. Since the last two month, she never got to spend time for herself. With them adopting Arian getting all the procedures done, taking care of Asvaldur's dad, preparing for Ríona's wedding and now their own wedding, everything was too much.

However Asvaldur made sure she had enough of rest for the day, helping her in every step. She was so blessed to have him, so how can she refuse when he so innocently asked to get married soon.

He helped her with the wedding preparations too, she never knew that a man would be so interested in wedding planning until now. He seemed genuinely interested about it. In fact it was her who didn't knew what was going on, Asvaldur said that she needn't need to be worried about anything but just chose her wedding dress, the theme, flavor of cake and how many people she wanted. He said rest all is under control.

For the theme he showed her pictures from the tablet, so all she had to say was yes or no. And to taste the flavors he called the best chef across the world to his mansion, so it was not tiring too. What was tiring was dress selection.

It was her sixth boutique today but she still didn't get a chance to get 'yes to the dress.'

"Got any luck today?" He asked.

"No." She said still feeling sad, no matter what what no dress seemed to call her or she could think that it would be adorned by Asvaldur.

"Don't worry, love you soon will. I contacted a designer from Paris and he his willing to help you." He said.

"But-" before she could utter any word of protest his soft lips landed on her efficiently shutting her up.

They were so lost in each other that they failed to hear little footsteps approaching them.

"Da why eat mum-mum?" An horrified voice asked.

A/N-
Hehe!
What's up sparkles?

Hope that the same small smile adorned your face that appeared in mine as I wrote this chapter!

Oh and in case you are wondering from ● to other ● is actually flashback of what happened in past two months.