After tucking in Arista and singing her to sleep, Sundosia had been called forth to every bedroom in the house. All twelve of them. The quadruplets needed to be sang to also, as did two month old Ilassa. Shiro, Mura and Eldneng wanted to be read to. Iyery had had a bad dream. Yais and Yasha were fighting over toys and Sundosia had needed to get them in bed. Konn had needed to talk with her, and Checha was complaining she was too hot. Emt wanted a glass of water, and Maryphe was so anxious of her birthday coming she threw up.
It was Sundosia’s job to take care of her children, and royal families were not allowed nannys. It was said millions of years ago that fathers were supposed to support the mothers by working, mothers were to bond with their children, and children were to have fun. It was the way it worked, and always had.