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Samara quietly joined him as his girl’s stood before him, no doubt with some life changing news. He wasn’t old enough to miss the telltale signs, at least now that Poem was right in front of him. Theory looked a little ashamed of herself, or perhaps upset that he would assume the worst of them. Not that he had good examples that he usually lived with, with him and Samara’s brood very nearly yearling's trouble was always brooding.

Poem took all the blame from her sister, and finally announced her news. Rhyme could have and should have expected the words sooner rather than later but this was very soon! He was reminded briefly of Shaye’s words, the Destruction family had never had to work very hard to reproduce.

Even if he was expecting the news, and now he realized she wouldn't be the first to give him grandchildren, Rhyme couldn’t help but erupt into a huge grin. Without hesitation he moved forward to embrace both young women, but especially the mom to be.

”Congratulations, my love.” He told her lovingly, nuzzling into her neck. Abaven was recovering and the new generation was the greatest testament to their perseverance. ”They’re going to be amazing, you are going to be amazing.”He assured her as he sat back, sighing contentedly and grinning brightly. ”Speaking of children though, you should know what I found when Samara and I visited Ashen.” He sighed much less contentedly. ”You have nieces and nephews there by Noir.” It went without saying their brother was not in the picture.