King Elk Forest happy birthday to the deorwine kings.

"Don't laugh," she jokingly pushed her brothers shoulder as he thought of what she said and dared utter a chuckle, "seeing the couples in past spring compared to well, our mother.." and the thoughts of their father. And Grayson as well. Dear ol' Grayson, who kept certain secrets away from them all, alongst with their dearest mother, "it seems like a lovely dream."

"We are truly unblessed for the season." A chuckle from Célnes as she thought of the prospects, "the two are really the only choice for me, and for you, there is only Sacnite and Cynefrid, though Zephrine is quite distant enough, where our blood is thin with her." So thin for the factor she has a gray-cloak upon her. For Cenric, he had three, and for herself, she had two.

"I dare say I would favor my guard- but knowing the family would not." A pitied smile.