“So what do you want? To keep carrying them around in your castle in a cage?”
“Of course not. I just don’t want them to ever be subject to the treatment their father put them through and it's hard to trust that responsibility on someone else.”
“None of the Lyfews would do that.” he said as he ate the cherries before drinking the liquor. There was rum and vodka in this one. All of them seemed to pack quite the punch.
“Itriuz was a Lyfew too, Yakir.”
“And so am I. You have only us two to compare to each other and I am sure that is painting a horrible picture on behalf of our clan but I know we can not only find them far better parents but be able to stay together which is more than I could give any other adoption option you have.”
“I know that too you ass.” Zirri said as the alcohol amb
