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A single helper hardly seemed like enough, and it begged the question of what had happened to him. Fiona did not ask, and she sensed that it was not a happy ending, given Heda's appearance when she had first arrived in the hollow to be with her daughter. It also made Fiona wonder what would drive someone to look after a stranger's children. The situation sounded much different from what Heda and Druid had, considering the other parents had not been present to help out.

On top of all this, Heda had bedded Glaukos, and he surely presumed the children were his and his alone, a fact Fiona knew was shaky at best. If Heda had come here only on the tail end of her week... well, there was far more chance that they were Anselm's children and the Den Father was quite unaware. Fiona, on the other hand, knew what had transpired. Anselm had made that clear enough with how he had spoken following Heda's season. Neither Glaukos or Anselm were what Fiona would call "daddy material," but at least the former didn't appear to be a frustrated, closeted homosexual. He was just a frustrated individual for some other reason she hadn't deduced yet.

Don't worry, she said, I'm not here to ruffle feathers. Fiona meant it, too. If Heda wanted Glaukos to believe the kids were his, and that wasn't causing anybody pain, Fiona saw no reason to tell him. It would just upset him and make him less likely to bond with the children he was supposed to protect. Anselm, on the other hand... she wasn't entirely sure what he would do.