Leudh rubbed his fingers through his son's hair and then gave him an affectionate pat on the shoulder. "Everything will work out for the best. Flindra will find her answers and begin her journey through life."
"You are part of my life," Flindra continued. "I will continue to be part of yours."
"I hope so."
"All this talking has made me hungry," Leudh said in a light tone to change the subject. "I think it's time to enjoy your Grandma's cooking."
"May I have two pieces of ham?" Arek asked.
"I think so," Dakra said with a smile, "but only after you've finished the first."
"Let's eat by the fire," Flindra suggested. "It's nice and warm here."
"All right," Dakra agreed.
Brehwan and Flindra helped Dakra serve the food and then all grew quiet.
Dakra bowed her head in reverence. "Beloved Spirit," she said softly. "Bless this food and all those gathered here today."
"Let it be so," Leudh responded.
Dakra pressed several helpings on Flindra's plate to ensure she would be leaving well fed. A hot meal under the ribs did much to stave off the cold.
When Flindra could eat no more she put her plate aside. Icy immediately made herself at home on her lap. She patted the kitty as she sipped her cider. "That was wonderful, Momma. Thank you."
"I'm glad you enjoyed it."
"You're cooking has always been wonderful," Leudh said as he stacked his plate on top of the one Flindra had set on the hearth. "Your cooking is wonderful, too, Brehwan," he quickly added as he looked at his wife.
She smiled at him with a hint of mischief in her eyes. "Who do you think taught me to cook your favorites?"
Leudh glanced at his mother and laughed.
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