Sam sat in front of the heat of the roaring fire, nursing a strong rum. They had bypassed the Main Banquet in favour of a small field above the city. A small camp had been set up here for them. Sam was still letting the news sink in that they were now parents, to human children no less.
Lilly was fussing over the children, putting them to sleep. Everything was changing rapidly. He had mourned his brother; he would never accept the Grandmaster as his father he dam well wished he never knew. Now, the children. He would do whatever would make Lilly happy.
Alone in his thoughts, Sam was suddenly interrupted by the appearance of two familiar faces emerging from the darkness. Soora and Fenris, his trusted friends, had found them.
"I do hope you weren't thinking of celebrating without us."
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