Hoshor Plains Your future ex-wife

"Yeah, I might have to reconsider my current choice of home," Lele remarked, gazing thoughtfully at Moonspear in the distance and letting out a cough here and there once in a while. "Would it not be nice to go somewhere, where there is no winter? Or not as intense as it is now?" she asked absentmindedly, not really expecting Phox to answer. 

The mention of kids caught her attention, reminding her that yet another spring would arrive and be gone, and she would still have no kids to call her own. 90% of the time she had come to terms with her involuntarily voluntary singleness and childlessness, but every year she let herself be overtaken by the seasonal irrationally romantic thoughts and let herself imagine all the, what ifs and hope is not all lost. At the end she would mourn a bit the life she did not have and go on enjoying the one she did. 

"What about your own boring kids?" she asked. "Or are they born all discussing with you politics, world order and philosphy?"