Exton

The shades were open, revealing a few clouds, scattered starlight, and the few still gleaming Fae lights. Small hands grasp at the bottle. Dark blue eyes, nearly black in the dim light, move from her father's face to the trio sleeping peacefully on the bed. She pushes the bottle away, and Keon raises her to his shoulder, patting until a loud burp pierces the quiet.

Erik opens a sleepy eyes, a small smile twisting his lips as Keon grins, a flash of white in the darkness. The Dark Lord raises a finger to his lips. Erik shifts, glancing around the room. A sound in the corner reveals Pike and Wish leaning against each other as they doze. Pike turns his head at Erik's movement, hand sliding along the length of his staff. He nods, then closes his eyes. His ear tips twitch, flexing, revealing that he is not truly asleep.

Keon's voice is soft, yet carries to the bed.

"Mera would nae eat until she saw the three of ye. Wish and Pike... I will nae argue w'them unless it needs be done."

Moonlight shimmers on dark curls, painting them blue. Mera rests her head against Keon's shoulder, watching the bed. "Ma Sta..."

Keon rocks slowly. "Yes Little Moon... Mama Star is sleeping, so is Ruarc."

"Ith. Pie...?"

Keon smiles, still rocking slowly. "They sleep also."

She bobs her head. "Da no seep? Eh'k no seep."

"Da Erik will sleep if Miss Moon also sleeps. I will stay awake to watch over you all."

Her eyes blink, opening wide. "No seep."

Keon grins at Erik, but answers Mera with hushed words. "Fine, then we watch together. But lass, ye needs be quiet so Mama Star rests and da Erik can rest as well."

Mera looks up at her father, her pale hand clutching at a hank of his dark hair. He rocks slowly, the soft rhythmic sound soothing. Soon enough, Mera's eyes drift shut. Keon shifts his daughter onto his chest as he stretches out his legs.

From the window he watches as Tori lands in the yard. There is no mistaking her serpentine silhouette. It isn't long before the door opens very slowly. Keon tenses, hand sliding to the dagger on his hip as Pike changes his own grip into something more battle ready. Wish's ear tips swivel, taking in the noise. Even the muffled sound of Tannr and Tori's voices do not ease the tension in the three Fae.

Once the cradle is set in place, the couple nod to the Fae and slip back out of the room. Tannr grins at Tori as they pull the door closed behind them. With a quick glance along the hall, Tori wraps her arms around Tannr's neck. The redhaired Viking tugs her close and presses her against a wall. Tori moans softly. "Do you need to stay here or do you wanna go... someplace...?"