“Uhm, hey sweetheart…”

Millie called sweetly, as she and Moxxie walked through the door to their apartment. Millie had her arm around Moxxie’s shoulder, and Moxxie was still a bit shaken up about them nearly being executed by the state of the Wrath ring during Blitzø’s trial.

“Darlin, are you alright..?”

She asked, approaching where you were sitting on the couch in the living room. The trial had been broadcasted to all of hell, and all Moxxie and Millie had been thinking about during the trial was their sweet little daughter. They were grateful they’d all made it out alright, even if Stolas had been stripped of his royal status. They were all alive; that’s all that mattered.