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Actually he had to think about that, on one sense he would have liked to see Ulani and Ulrich because he had a feeling they had a large reponsible part in the house. On the other sense he wanted to see how Shael and Adonai were doing since it had been so long.

"Hmm... let's see Adonai and Shael on the way," Lore suggested.

"The timing was perfect," Lore chuckled, "That isn't very often."

Stepping outside, he noted the sun's position. It was a good thing too, then it won't be hard adjusting for their first day. Walking along side Elnara towards the house.

It was only a few short moments before the door opened and Adonai appeared. He looked as well as he ever had, tanned perhaps a bit darker than usual from time in the sun, but he was wearing his long black robes and had a book in one hand.

"Lore and Elnara," he exclaimed, a grin spreading across his face. "Well, it's about time! We've been waiting for you for weeks!"

He chuckled and opened the door wider, stepping to one side. "Come in, come in," he invited them. "It's so good to see you! Congratulations! Have you seen your accommodations yet?"

Elnara followed Lore inside and looked around. The last time they had been to the Borderlands, she had met her father again ... the house had been completed, but only just barely, and they hadn't taken the time to visit then. It was interesting to compare the house to the others that she knew of ... in truth, the first room was reminding her of a library: three of the four walls were bookshelves from ceiling to floor, and filled with books.

Lore's eyes drifted to the books for a moment as Adonai had turned to call Shael down, but turned back to Adonai quickly. Old habits died hard, especially ones dealing with books he found personally speaking.

"That would be wonderful," Lore replied, "And of once the time we arrived is close to the time we left."

Otherwise they might not have been able to, wtihout not eating a lot which would have been a bit akward.

"Oh, posh, nothing at all," Adonai grinned at the two of them as shuffling sounds could be heard from down the hall. "Honestly, it's been forever since anyone's seen you around here, and it's a special occasion! It would be beastly to send you off without feeding you first. Besides, if you've only just arrived today I'm willing to bet that you haven't figured out that kitchen of yours yet. I don't know where Nana hid everything but it's damned impossible to find what you're looking for in there!"

"That's because you don't bother looking everywhere," Shael's soft voice came from the hall only a short moment before she herself appeared in the room. She was smiling warmly, her hair pulled back and braided for quite possibly the first time ever (since she almost always left it down), and in her arms she was carrying a tiny infant.

"Welcome back, Lore, Elnara," she welcomed them softly, limping forward to greet them properly. "We've been looking forward to your visit."

Shael's hazel eyes lit up proudly as she adjusted the infant in her arms so that the others could see more clearly.

"This is Rhea," she said softly, her voice warm and filled with tenderness. "She's three weeks old today."

The tiny infant was fast asleep in her mother's arms, eyes shut tightly, mouth pursed as if sucking on her own tongue. Her tiny fists were clenched, one on her chest, and one on her cheek. Her ears, though pointed, were tiny, little bigger than a human infant's ear.