"Don't worry, I've got this," Thalassa said, straining to help her pull up the zipper, which was proving to be quite the challenge.

"Have you been indulging a bit too much lately?" Thalassa asked as she gave it her all.

The zipper got stuck halfway up her back, refusing to budge any further.

Clearly, Hertha had put on a bit of weight.

"Ah, well, I might have let myself go a bit after marrying Alaric," Hertha admitted sheepishly.

"It's alright, it still fits," Thalassa reassured her, gripping the fabric on either side of the zipper and with a final yank, the zipper slid into place. "There we go."

"Phew, finally done. Glad it still fits," Hertha sighed in relief, her anxiety melting away.

Hertha, what's taking you guys so long?" a youthful voice called

her third daughter Elowen's voice. Her nerves sparked to life as she quickly pulled the door open. The moment the door swung open, she saw her four children standing in the dressing room. Two boys

while the girls weren't far behind at around four feet

her four

tears brimming in her eyes, calling out each of their names and rushing forward to embrace her little

much, almost looking like young adults

hug brief but filled with all the strength of her love, wishing she could pour all

had been a while since she last saw her children, and the longer she went without seeing them, the more Thalassa

and dad's wedding anniversary. You should be happy, no tears," Elowen consoled her as she was embraced,

she had grown up, not just holding back her own tears but offering

visit you more often," Sophia

just as they loved her in return. During their three years at military school, the

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