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Shiro nodded and followed closely after Lin, closing the book he had been reading and tucking it under his arm.

Ura smiled at Amalthea and bowed his head respectfully. "Then you are also our aunt," he said softly, touching his own chest and pointing at Shiro. "And this is Lin, our aunt by adoption."

Lin saw the family resemblence in the smile, and it was good to see something familiar like that. She bowed slightly, remembering her manners (she was so comfortable here that she tended to forget the sort of people who lived here).

"You're in luck," Lin replied back in the same language, "I grew up learning Elvish, so have Shiro and Ura. All of Elnara's children can speak one or both forms of Elvish."

She didn't add however, Shiro was a genius, she was pretty sure the guy could speak Human Tongue and Dwarvish (though where he would have learned that she didn't know but it wouldn't take much). She also had a strong suspicion that if she stuck Shiro in the company of Elros, Sir Valdemar and Aragost long enough he could probably figure out the original language of the elves.

Amalthea smiled at Ura. "My granddaughter, Wren," she replied softly, motioning for the woman to join them. "She is Ander's daughter."

And the black sheep of the family, which she didn't bother to add. It wasn't that she was bad, per se, but she was a little ... wild. And the Westlanders didn't like wild people, they liked order and tradition.

Wren smiled brightly at Ura, waving two fingers at him. "Hello!" she said warmly in a gently accented voice. "You Ura are, cousin Elnara's son ... I am learn your language, not like Ada, he not speak any of your language. Maybe here I have help, yes?"

She laughed then, soft and clear, and it was apparent that she had the ability to be ladylike if she so chose ... and yet she so obviously didn't choose to be so.

Ander chuckled at Shiro and Lin. "Well, I'm just glad that some here will speak my language," he admitted. "I don't know the common tongue, and even my High Elven is ... shaky at best ... and I don't know how many people here speak Common Elvish ..."

Yet for all his words, his High Elven seemed quite fine.

Ura chuckled at Wren's speech, amused by her syntax.

"Shiro would be delighted to help you," he said warmly, bowing his head at the tomboyish princess. Then he held out one hand to them. "But you must want to see Ninako," he said warmly. "And Nako, I'm sure."

Shiro was about to reply to Lin when he heard Ura mention their grandmother, and he looked at his brother in alarm. He wasn't sure, but that might not have been the best way to breech the subject ...

Lin glanced over at Ura, before looking at Amalthea. She was trying to decide if this was a good thing or not. Probably not seeing as Beren was here as well... Lin mentally shook her head, this was going to be akward. Hell, who was she kidding? This was going to cause a stir.

"Yes," Lin replied.

Why did she say yes? Oh yes.. because she was not going to lie and say no.

"I think she's been getting to know her sons better."

Please... please let's just take her to Atalya first.

Amalthea was absolutely delighted, and she turned and spoke to her son and granddaughter in rapid elvish, her comments punctuated by soft laughter. Finally, she turned back to the children (or rather, teens and adult), her entire face glowing with happiness.

"I'm so glad she was finally able to return," she breathed, her eyes dancing with excitement. "It's been far too long! Even before she was ... but now ..."

She laughed again, so happy she couldn't seem to find the words she wanted to say.

"Please!" she urged them all. "Take us to my mother, and then I would like to see Serenity again!"

Shiro smiled and began to lead them all down the corridor, glancing significantly at Ura as he started off. He had no idea how their aunt would react to finding out her brother had been reborn ... or that he was back with his wife and family, though he of course wouldn't be staying here.

... now there was a good question. Would he? He and Serenity could now, after all ... and it was their place to do so ... and after the life that had been stolen from them ... from all of them ... they deserved it. On the other hand, he also knew that they liked living where they were, on the ranch. Perhaps they would stay out there anyways, despite the fact that it was far away from most of their family.