Hushed Willows oh lazarus, how did your debts get paid?

Harlyn grinned at her mate's response. There was no doubt in her mind that their children would be quick to glom onto him, and Larkspur in particular was not likely ever to let her father out of her sight again. Harlyn was inclined to join her in that endeavor, at least now with the excitement so fresh and new. She worried his ear with her nose, breathing in his scent. He was here. He was here.

"You have your life still," the druid responded, stepping back to gaze at him, "I'm good with that." A wry smile twisted across her lips, and she gestured back towards the Keep with a twitch of her head. "Come on, let's let the kids get a look at you."