After the boisterous playtime that lasted for several hours, my three husbands seemed to have suddenly turned into strict teachers as they ordered the stop of the playtime. They told the children that it is time for their afternoon nap time and also time for me to have some rest. The children made a wide variety of pouting faces that still looked incredibly cute but each of them still followed their own fathers without that much of a fuss.
The babies all sent me telepathic messages telling me "See you later, mother" then they were all carried by their fathers in to their respective rooms for their nap. As for me, I went to my personal quarters for my well-deserved rest.
I haven't even rested for a quarter of an hour when I heard a series of knocks on my door. I sighed and waved my hand to open it but refused to leave my bed or face whoever was at the door who decided to disturb my rest.
