“Boo boo ba bo ba,” Virot said, staring up at her father from beside him within her basket.

  “You don’t say?” Adam replied, holding onto the soft little pillow, squeezing it within his hand, waiting for his daughter to get bored of talking.

  “Bobobo?”

  “What? She did?” Adam gasped.

  “Goo!”

  “Wow! I ’t believe she said that.”

  “Aboo,” Virot firmed, her smile growing wide, revealing her pink gums. She threw up her hands in delight, before suddenly distracted by the fsh of colour in front of her face. She reached out to grab at the pillow before it dropped onto her stomach.

  “Oh dear,” Adam said, holding the tiny pillow up to her once more, allowio grab at it with a hand, the girl squeezing it slightly. She giggled and squealed, holding it up above her, her body jolting slightly, before she dropped the pillow beside her and it disappeared from her view.

  “I’ll find you something else to py with,” Adam assured, reag down to tickle her nose, distrag her once more, as the existence of the pillow disappeared.

  "Is it fine?" Jurot held Damrot on his p, the boy's head against his chest. Damrot remained silent as he stared at his father, but every time Jurot spoke, the boy smiled shyly, sug on his hand. "You must eat well to grow big."

  'You've got the spirit, Jurot.'

  "Will you swing your axe well?" Jurot asked, causing the boy to smile once more. "Yes. You will."

  As the rays of noonval fell upon the nd, Adam tio ent. During his first breaks, he spent time with his children. Konarot, Kirot, and Karot each zed about near him. Jirot and Jarot were excited to py Warriors and Wanderers.

  "No! Daddy!" Jirot gasped.

  "That's the way the die rolled, my dear."

  "Daddy..." Jarot pouted.

  "I know, I know, but look, even though they've run away, you still mao find the Stick of Doom, didn't you?"

  "Stupid stick!" Jirot huffed. "I want to beat him up!"

  "You beat him up ter, maybe you use the Stick of Doom to beat him up?"

  "No! I beat him with my fists! My own two hands! I tell Lucy I did it!"

  Virot squealed with delight at her sister's decration, the girl dribbling lightly, before her father ed up her face. Vonda smiled, reag down to tickle the girl's hair, before she gnced aside to find her mother. The girl fell still for a moment, before she threw up her fists, her gumfilled smile pletely engulfing Vonda's sight.

  Adam pleted the first set of equipment, from the shields to the ons. He had promised two to his twin cousins for their assista the business, while he promised at least oo Chief Terry.

  'If I hand out three to each vilge, I'll only have three for the business. Should I do two for the vilges, then promise more as the months pass? Kiara could make them a few. I feel like I'm missing something.' Adam checked his book, going to find his notes from the end of st year and the beginning of this year. 'Oh. Yeah. I really shouldn't fet about her.'

  Adam finished writing in his book, before leaning back, taking a moment for himself. 'I half expected the Iyr to send Raygak to us. Jaygak, you better be spoiling him today.' For once, Adam had showraint, only f a sword for the boy out of magic.

  The m, Jirot huffed, holding her hands behind her back as she escorted her father to the entrance of the building, befng away.

  "I know..." Adam dropped down to kiss her forehead, before kissing Jarot's cheek too, embrag the pair.

  "I only five you because Elder Gold said," Jirot stated, but she grabbed her father's neto a hug, and kissed his cheek.

  "Thank you for being so merciful, my dear." Adam went back to enting, off to create a ridiculous set of ons, ohat the Duchess wouldn't mind, and one which he and Jurot could utilize.

  He found that Konarot liked reading to the children too, and upon his return she had eveed the urge to go charge her father. She yawned, pg the book down as her father hugged her, before she handed him the book to read while sitting upon his p. Kirot and Karot eaked their father, cuddling up to his biceps. Kirot nuzzled against her father’s arm, while Karot’s tail swayed behind him in joy.

  "I like nano's stories most," Jirot admitted at the end of the tale, the girl gng around, as if her nano would randomly appear. "I miss nano."

  "I'm sure nano misses you too," Adam said.

  "e," Jirot said, standing up. "resent for nano when she es back."

  Little Jarot smiled, following his sister as she stormed away, while the triplets cuddled up to their father.

  That evening, Adam brought back Damrot after ging his clothy, only to find his daughter his you daughter gring at him.

  "..."

  Adam returned back with the girl a short while ter, finding Damrot in his basket, the boy sug his dummy quietly. He pced Virot dowhe boy, before pig Damrot up, staring into his eyes. They were dark, like both his mother and father. The boy smiled from behind his dummy, before returning back to sug as Adam led the boy's head to his neck. He could hear the gently wet noises of Damrot sug his dummy, feeling his gentle breath against his neck.

  'You o eat more so you be ky like your uncles,' Adam thought, feeling the boy's lightness against him. Yet, he was certainly even heavier than when he first returned. His hair had grown looo, and his eyes held a greater crity within them, and tracked him smoother.

  "Damrot, blink twice if you wao save you from your father and mother," Adam whispered, pnting a firm kiss on the boy's forehead. "It's okay, I be your daddy too. I'll spoil you lots and lots. What? You won't betray your mummy and daddy? What about just your daddy? Gosh, okay, fine. How you be so well behaved?"

  Damrot rubbed his eye, before reag out with his tiny hands, grabbing at Adam's tunic, before he reached up for Adam's colr and gripped it tight.

  "Did you learn this teique from Kavgak?" Adam teased, reag down with a finger, allowing the boy to grab at it instead.

  "Brother!" Lanarot called, rushing up to Adam, her hair boung atop her head. "It is time for Damrot to eat."

  Adam reached over to ruffle Lanarot's hair, his heart ag for the death of the time when she called him papa. 'What? Just because she turns five, now she's got to address people properly? Are you saying my darling sister is growing up against my words?'

  "Brother?" Lanarot called, her tiny eyes staring up expetly at him.

  "Okay," Adam replied, almost sadly, before he cautiously stood and carried the boy to his mother. He felt the boy squirm upon seeing his mother, reag out for the woman, before surrendering him to her. "I guess I'll take Virot to eat too..."

  Once Adam was done, he decided to take a walk around the Front Iyr, holding his twins' hands, Jirot excited to lead her father around, talking his ear off about this family and that family. She waved at some of the Iyrmen who had visited the estates to speak of their tales to the young, and even poio one of the Iyrmen who was teag the children.

  Adam dropped down and lifted his children up in each arm, pnting firm kisses on their foreheads once more, before cuddling them while standing. Jirot and Jarot smiled, hugging their father's neck from each side. Meanwhile Adam stood, losing himself in their warmth.

  'I won't be able to enjoy this for long,' Adam thought.

  It wasn't long before the month passed and Adam could no longer dey an advehe business weled the carriages once more, with Jirot st off, screaming for her nano, with little Jarot following after her. Gangak picked up the twins, smirking towards the old one armed cripple, while Jogak gnced aside to the old man to see how he’d react.

  "Good evening, everyone. I hope I'm not interrupting anything?" Adam smiled towards the group who were eating around the courtyard of ae. Adam waved his hand to all the wd to see they were all doing well. He could spot Rick wao speak with him.

  "We're going to be leaving tomorrow to deal with some business in the North,” Adam expined, standing tall in front of the business. “Jane, Mork, and Tork, you'll be ing along with us, but otherwise, it should be business as usual."

  Adam peeked to one side, cheg in on a particur girl, only to find her crawling from her mother to a set of blocks. ‘What?’

  Lucy, who had missed Jirot and Jarot, smiled slightly at the half elf, whose heart ached.

  Jurot pced a hand on Adam’s shoulder, reminding him of his task.

  "Good work!" Jirot excimed towards Jeremy, holding the sword, while her grandmother kept a finger uporap to ease its weight for her granddaughter.

  "Thank you, Little Boss," Jeremy replied, taking the bde from the girl, only for his eyebrows to raise. 'Oh!'

  Remy noted his cousin's reag, before accepting the bde from the shyer Jarot, who quickly retreated to his sister and grandmother. His brows raised in surprise too, feeling the tingle of magic.

  "They're swords because I expect that much of you," Adam said, doing his best not to let the se overwhelm him. Rick eyed up his own sword, and Greg and Charley accepted their e ons. "John, Ivy, we'll be figuring out bows for you aime, so please accept our apologies at this moment."

  "S'alright, Executive," John replied, throwing a look to Rick, smiling slightly.

  Ivy nodded.

  "I have plete faith that you will all be able to defend the business if something happens," Adam said, eyeing up the group. They were each Experts, and with Jonn and Fred and their fantastic ons, they would be i hands. If nothing else, there was Sonarot, who would guide them. He threw a look to the remaining Iyrmen, many of whom were going to disappear into the Iyr. A chill fell within Adam, a chill which whispered within his ear, telling him this was a mistake, but he pushed it away.

  There was only really one issue Adam sensed with leaving the business without all the Iyrmen's support.

  "Isn't the North dangerous?" a voice called. "Are you going to take me too?"

  So many chapters of build up to make a business purely for the sole purpose of spoiling his children.

  That's why this is a fatherhood simutor.