Elysia woke with a start to find the bed beside her empty. Flicking on the bedside lamp, she sat up and called out, "Tarquin?"

No response. He wasn't in the room.

Frowning slightly, Elysia felt a twinge of concern.

She knew he must have gone out to clear his head.

The matter of Elizabeth's ashes weighed heavily on them all. Even though she and the kids did bring warmth and comfort to him, it wasn't possible for the grief to have completely dissipated.

After all, Elizabeth was his beloved mother...

He didn't show it because he didn't want to worry her or the kids.

Sighing softly to herself, Elysia turned off the lamp and lay back down.

Everyone needs their space, and respecting that need without intrusion was paramount.

Some burdens had to be shouldered alone...

The next day.

barely breaking when Tarquin received

Verity's illegitimate

furrowed. "Are you

absolutely. I've sent you the

a well-known cultural hub abroad,

and his mother,

to be the base of operations for the

that Verity's illegitimate son was also residing there was too much

news of Verity's son too seriously. But this

his cigarette, he opened the files

son, now twenty-seven, had grown up in

university here, he had returned to

juggled her job with her literary pursuits. Tarquin still had vague memories of accompanying Elizabeth to her workplace

available information, no other anomalies stood out, except for the startling fact that this illegitimate son was living in Karl Town and working where Elizabeth

a deeper issue at play, but couldn't quite

his phone broke his

Frowning, Tarquin answered, "Speak."

you to visit him at the hospital. He has something to tell

"I'm busy!"

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