“There's been a series of murders surrounding the village,” she continues. “They appear to be bear attacks, but this afternoon I found sets of footprints.”
Joan flung herself down on the dewy grass in the garden and tore open the letter marked with a number one in the corner. She savored every word. Perceval described the hardships of travel, the fact they’d mostly come upon eerie empty villages, and that they’d dealt with ambushes well. There had been no loss of life on Camelot’s end, only a few cuts and bruises.
Squinting towards the sky, she had noticed that the sky was freckled with stars and each star lowered her fear since it brought endless amount of memories about her and her loved-ones. A
"She's very good for him and that wedding couldn't come sooner as far as the Pattinson clan are concerned,"
“Look at me.” With a gentle nudge, he tilted her face back toward him. “You and Wallace are all I need. If we have more children, wonderful. If not, I am perfectly satisfied with the two of you.”
“Doesn’t that only occur when someone suffers from extreme damage to their body?” Aurelia asked, upset.
“Right, then. I’d be happy to call you a son. But remember, you are lucky to have my daughter.”
“My situation is very different. It would make no difference if Joan and I adopted.”
“Am I hearing you properly?” Antoneso laughed mirthlessly. “Since when did you think that she belonged to you?”
She paused and turned to look at him in confusion. "No. I think it would be fine. Why?"
“Wouldn’t we see that in the rest of the blood around the area? There’s nothing,” she marvelled.
"Well, you are going to be a "big brother" and take care of the youngest. You'll also be showing him how to live like a normal boy."
“Henry, I've been thinking, we're always so busy and we could really use some help with the kids. If my mother were willing to join us and become a full time grandmother, would you have any objection? She's only see little Lance twice and you know how much she likes you. We could really use someone we can count one to be there, no matter what.”
"Well, it is in disdain that I inform you that I am pregnant with a child," I paused for effect, "Your child."
"Potter, Potter, you two are very similar to your parents, plenty of courage, very talented and integrity."