Exton

Alise was sitting on Stoneys lap, laughing and blushing at the suggestions he was whispering in ear.

“But Chiot the children....”

“Will be fast asleep and not notice their papan ravishing their mother....” Stoney tips her face up and kisses her, gently but leaving no doubt as to his plans for later....

“We should probably gather our children, mon amour. Laila has Gracie and I am sure she wants to spend some time with her sister. Tomas will try and get all the stones he can from Barbare if we dont stop him.” Alise looks over to Tara, still cuddling with Tannr. “Our little Tara seems quite content with Rainas brother...”

Stoney looks up and smiles. “Already she is flirting....what are we going to do with her?” He sighs and stands, “I'll go get Tomas if you can gather the girls and meet you in the nursery.”

Alise watches her husband take the stairs two at a time and thinks to herself how lucky she is. A handsome husband who loves her and their children. Who could ask for anything more?

She approaches Tannr and Tori and sits next to them. “I hope she isnt bothering you...”

Tannr smiles, and Alise thinks how much he looks like Erik when he does. “She is no bother, not at all...”

“In any case, I should get her to bed.” Alise scoops up her half-asleep daughter and holds her close. “Oh... she says to tell you that you dont have to be sad anymore...”

At Tannrs puzzled look Tori explains that being half gar the children can communicate with family mentally.

Alise notices the sad look in Tannrs eyes as gazes at Tara. I wonder if he is thinking of his sister Tara or something else....

He runs a large hand gently over Taras back and whispers, “Bakka þú, sætur einn. Ég vilja muna...”*

Tori leans back and wonders what Tannr told the little one. She tried to imitate the words in her head to ask Raina later but gave up. Whatever language they spoke was impossible. She watches as Alise and Laila carry the girls upstairs.

“So, want to arm wrestle a girl?” She asks teasingly.

Laughing Tannr shakes his head, the copper hair shining in the dim light. “I have never arm wrestled a girl...”

“Okay, so maybe jello wrestling?”

“Whats jello?”

Tori laughs, “I will have to show you sometime... Do you dance?”

Tannr shakes his head again, “Havent in years, and nothing like what I see here.”

“Well then how does a girl get to know you Coppertop?”

Slowly reaching across the table Tannr traces a finger along Toris jaw. “Just talk to me, Red.”



*Thank you sweet one. I will remember..