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He breathed a quiet sigh of relief. Truthfully he didn't know what he would have done if Maegi confirmed his suspicions; flown off the handle, probably, and gone off to hunt down the sicko himself. Luckily it was someone else entirely. The knowledge did little to ease his mind, but at least he could rest assured knowing Iliksis hadn't found Maegi after a—

Oh. Just kidding. Relmyna had kids? And he was supposed to believe they were Cicero's? He gave his shoulders a peculiar sort of wobble that sufficed for shaking his head and frowned lightly. He didn't care too much that Iliksis had bothered Relmyna. He hadn't known her very well and was only glad he hadn't bothered Maegi. That isn't possible. Cicero was with us the entire time. We never saw Relmyna. Maybe she lied hoping you would care for them more. There were plenty of times that Cicero could have impregnated Relmyna without anyone's knowledge, as evidenced by Relmyna's cubs, but he felt pretty confident he was right.

Besides, Regardless I would have only one sister. She's standing right here.