Epilogue

The years passed swiftly as the twins grew. Flower chose not to have more children, deciding instead to focus her heart and energy on Blaze and Blossom. She knew she could, but for now these two were more than enough.

Blaze, ever restless, was a boy of constant motion. He lived to wrestle with his father, launching himself from furniture into Rock’s arms, tackling him with boundless energy. Blossom, by contrast, was gentle and mild. She preferred quiet hours at her mother’s side, learning to sew, cook, and absorb every lesson Flower offered. Neither was better than the other—just beautifully different.

Their golden hair became a subject of endless admiration wherever they traveled. Rock and Flower often journeyed across the land, visiting Flower’s parents and touring her homeland. Blaze reveled in the adventure, while Blossom delighted in meeting people and learning their stories.

At six years old, the twins began school. Rock and Flower summoned the finest teachers—the very same who had trained them in their youth. These teachers felt honored to guide the next generation of Orinova. Blaze thrived in physical education, while Blossom resisted, questioning the need for exercise. “It is for your health,” Flower reminded her gently. “I did it with your father, and look how strong I am.” Blossom would sigh, “Alright, Mother,” and give her best, though her heart wasn’t in it. Blaze, overflowing with energy, often ran extra laps just to burn it off, or studied while walking on a rotating belt—his body in motion so his mind could focus.