Ankyra Sound won’t you stay inside?

she could have chosen anything; she could have suggested that the little ones be called jerry and the bitchin’ sandpipers, and velen would have kept the same slightly sappy look on his face as he wore now.
but at the mention of mayfair, velen blinked, air driven from his throat in a sharp intake as he looked abruptly to dalia. her eyes shone, and his throat tightened, lips curving into a tearful smile as he looked down at his children — the smallest mayfairs.