But who were these people, really?

Tarquin thought about it. If these were truly the leading figures in their respective fields, even if he hadn't met them personally, he should at least have heard of them. But, listening to Elysia talk, he couldn't quite put any names to faces.

Elysia noticed Tarquin's furrowed brow and mistook it for nerves. She gave him a reassuring smile.

"Don't worry," she said easily, "Grandma and the grandpas are super easygoing. They treat me and the kids like family, and they'll treat you the same way."

Tarquin shook off his thoughts. "So, what did they do before they moved out here?"

She shrugged, "Honestly, they were just regular folks. Sure, they had their hobbies, but they were happiest working the land, growing vegetables and raising animals."

Tarquin: "..."

They chatted idly all the way to the airport, where their private jet was already waiting.

A couple of hours later, the seven of them landed in Darkfort City.

As soon as they got off the plane, there were people waiting for them-polite and respectful to a fault.

lot in this region, pouring money into local businesses and contributing to the city's growth.

trip under wraps, the mayor himself would probably

and sandwiches for the adults. They didn't linger; instead, they hopped into a van and headed straight for the

the foothills, the sun was

in tow, they didn't want to risk hiking in the dark. Instead, they checked into a charming countryside bed & breakfast known for its homemade pies

rest for the night and head up

suite for the family. The baby bunked with Tarquin and Elysia. Elliot, Evan,

going to bed herself, checking to make sure they were covered up. Even in August, the nights in Darkfort

quietly opened the door and was surprised to see Elijah standing by the

moonlight, gazing out at the mountains as if deep in thought. The other

skipped a

over to

approach, Elijah turned around, his little

knelt beside him, lowering her voice. "Elijah, honey, why aren't you sleeping? Is

figured maybe the new place was making him restless. Tarquin had picked the nicest B&B around, but for Elijah, who'd grown

let

the countryside, Elijah had always been at Tarquin's side-raised in penthouses and country estates, never lacking for a

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