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"So. Ve bringing Abuele and Mama' from Paris. Who else von France."

Keon leans back, sipping from his beer. "Just his oldest brother and his favorite sister."

"Ah, The vone who came fur vedding?"

Keon nods as Guunnar fetches another beer from the chest. "His brother's wife is not welcome. She sees the human race as an infestation. Goddess help us if she lets loose her views an the Naming day. There are enough swordsmen around  to do damage." He grins at Guunnar. "And.. there is always Jack and his magic shovel."

Guunnar's laughter rumbles through the boathouse. He settles back on the couch, a smile son his face. "Ist three veeks since du and Erik bloodbonded. Any problems fur either uf du?"

"Nay. Erik is his same hale and hearty self. I've nay a twinge of ill. I've been helping with the stables, and spending time with Mera. The hard work has helped put some things in right in me heart. I think having her fostered by the Thorsson's is the best I can do for her." He looks past Guunnar, "I know Cassie is glad Star is caring for our girl."

Nodding, Guunnar sips at his beer. "Tori said Grace isn't doing as vell as she vants people to think. Her energy is dropping. Torrent took her to her lawyer's office last veek. She made some changes to her vill. Du do know she hast nicht family, ja? Vell. She hast named the four kinder her heirs, and put something in a safe deposit box fur each uf dem." He sighs, shaking his head. "She hast appointment mit the funeral men today or tomorrow. Mortuis ist going mit her. Dey are friends uf his."

Keon frowns, the dark brow furrows in thought. "Aren't they ghouls? What..."

"Dey are the best in town. She vants to arrainge fur her body's... disposal? She sagt to Tori, vants to be cremated. Shifters gib ok to have her ashes spread on their lands. She vants sometink like your irish vake. Happy times to remember, because ve all make her last year happy times. She asked Pandora to hold it at Tavern, paid in advance."

"We honor her wishes. A grand woman, she is. I fear Torrent will do as well with her passing as I with Cassie's. We will be there for him, old friend, as ye all have been for me. Tis a grand Wake we will throw in her honor, one glorious celebration of her life. I needs must have the demifae come back before she leaves us. They adore her." He smiles, nodding in thought. "Guunnar, what say ye we ask the Moon's daughter to say a few words over her ashes?"

Nodding his shaggy blonde head, Guunnar flips open his phone. It is answered after one ring. "Rowan? Nein lass, no problem. Chust a thought. Du know Grace is making her arrangements, ja? Vell, Keon and mich, ve vonder, she vants to be cremated. Ve ask if du vouldst say a few vords? Ve vill let Grace and de udders know ve ask."

He grins, nodding his head. Keon laughs. "Guunnar, she can't see you."

"Ach! Ja, ist gut den. Danke Rowan. Ve tell Grace ve ask. If she calls, chust say du vill do it? Danke."

He clicks the phone closed. "She ist gut voman too."