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Alfie and Cynric helped the two women to their feet and received crushing hugs in return.
“Thank you,” said the older one.
The younger one held Cynric at arm’s length. A warm smile spread across her lips, but tears slid down her cheeks. “Thank you,” she said, barely above a whisper.
Cynric shuffled his feet nervously and looked to his brother for support, but Alfie was in the same predicament. Cynric cleared his throat and gently pulled away. “Yes, well. That’s all good, but we still do not know who you are.”
The women clasped hands. “I am Violet,” said the younger one. “And this is my mother, Rose. We are Milo’s mom and grandma. I don’t know how you did it, but you two just saved us from the Shadowlands.”
“We had just started to fade when we spotted the light in the mist,” said Ro
