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Heda looked to him with concern but not fear, and then Druid surfaced, and whatever tentative welcome he might have felt was ripped away. What had he done to earn such a vitriolic response? Had he not protected them? Given them their children? Kept them safe and healthy? Had he not left when told? Never once had Glaukos demanded access to these children and not once had he done anything but protect himself at the last possible moment, when all other options were off the table.

And so he was unwelcome, even now. Maybe especially now that the children were growing and more aware. Heda's comment earned a brief look, but Glaukos was focused more on Druid.

I grew up not far from here. The valley - Bearclaw. I've been staying there, which Fiona might have reported back, or Heda; either way they knew he had not been far.

And I grew up without a father. Or a mother, for what that's worth. As if implying the two women needed him in their lives would help anything. Look how I turned out, look what happens to these genes without a man.

He glances to the child and sees such a similarity between them that he's immediately struck, surprised; but there is no ownership there, no love, not from the child and not from himself.

Looking to Druid, he asks, What did I do wrong?