I held my year old son in my arms as Loki wrapped his arm around me. I leaned back into his chest as I looked at my sleeping child. Soft dark hair covered his scalp, his gentle features absolutely adorable as he slept.

"Our little Aren." I whispered, smiling up at my husband.

"Our little prince," He murmured. Loki kissed Aren's forehead and then my lips. It's been three years since we became husband and wife. Three years since I became the goddess of magic. In the first year of our marriage, I gave birth to perfect black-haired twins, Eir and Raoul. They both acquired magic. Raoul, a sweet but curious little boy, gained ice powers like his father. Eir, who was a mischievous but caring girl, got the power of teleportation. Thinking of them invoked a surge of pride and happiness at our children.

"M-Mommy? Daddy?" a small voice called. We both looked towards our door to see two small figures standing just inside the room. I could see that Raoul was clutching the hem of Eir's nightgown, a habit he picked up early on.

"What is it, Raoul? Eir?" Loki asked gently as they stepped into view.

"We couldn't sleep. Can we sleep with you tonight?" Raoul asked.

"Of course. Come over here, darlings." I cooed. The two three-year-olds ran over and leapt onto the bed. Eir's eyes glowed dimly as she crawled over. I lay Aren down in between Loki and I as Raoul laid down into my chest and Eir against her father's. "I love you, Raoul. I love you, Eir. I love you, Aren. And I love you, Loki." I listed, kissing my family one at a time.

"I wove you too Mommy." The kids repeated.

"I wove you, as well, Layla." Loki smiled, pressing his lips to mine. There we lay, cuddling all together as a family. My eyes drifted to their sleeping faces. Sometimes, it seemed so surreal. My younger self would never have believed that in a few years, I would have a loving husband, perfect children, and a beautiful and worthwhile life. I closed my eyes, a smile on my face.

This was my life.

And it was everything I ever dreamed of.

The End

Welcome to the end of "Silently Tormented"! I wrote this when I was a freshman in high school and now, I am two months away from graduating. I am honored to have been able to republish this story and to get so many reviews and favorites and follows. I appreciate and love each and every one of you and I thank you all for the support.

With all of the love in the world, I await our next meeting 3