I don't know where to go from here

It was just past dawn by the time he drug himself back to Abaven, but he didn't go into the territory right away. He went to the cliffs near by and sat there for a while, letting himself simmer, letting his anger dwindle. His children didn't deserve to see him like that. He let out a slow sigh as he thought about them, letting his eyes close for a long moment. He had tried his very best to only paint Aranea in a positive light for pretty much their entire lives, only speaking favorably of her and reassuring each of them, blaming her absence on anything but herself. Now he was going to have to reveal how that had been a lie not only to himself but to them. They were still so young in the grand scheme of the world and it hurt him so much to think act he was going to have to deliver this news. He sat there for a long while, going over what he wanted to tell them over and over in his head.

Eventually he knew that he couldn't put it off any longer. He got up and walked down to the Serpent Plains, finding his way to the den he shared with his children, lingering outside the entrance for a long moment. It was still very early so he was certain that they were all still asleep or perhaps they were just starting to wake up. He slipped inside and started gently nudging each of them awake, saying, "Kids, it's time to wake up, I have something I need to talk to you about." He even lifted away the covering that hung over the small room that Azzurra had been sequestered to for much of her life, beaconing her out as well. "You too, Azzie. Family meeting."

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