User blog comment:Doctor Ibrahim/Ask the Doc and his Family!/@comment-25808351-20180124030225/@comment-28358106-20180130162210

"Marcus' vote goes a long way, no doubt.  But if every 25-year-old kept his integrity when he was alone with a girl, fathers wouldn't have a need to---"

Thomas is cut off as there is a distinct cry that resonates through the living room. Something deep and powerful, not far above the house. Adelhard can hear the Draconian bellow, and hears a deep, distant thud, as something sizable lands on the tower's wooden battlement.

The expressions of Thomas and his wives all lift simultaneously into ones considerably happier.

"Oh!  That's Tirush, she's home already.  And she's found venison, it sounds like." Regina hurriedly sets down her cup and makes a ladylike dash to the back hallway, unseen from the parlor where everyone is.

They hear muffled sounds and muted words. They hear a large wooden door open, its heavy iron fittings rattling as they are unbolted.

"Hello, my love, my love!  I am back for the night, and I have brought meat," says a distinctly deep voice.

''"Welcome home, sweetheart...aaack!  Tirush, honey, go to the basin first!  Don't track blood into the house!  And don't kiss me till that blood is...AAAACK!  Hehehe, stop it!  Stooooop!" ''

Antoinette gives a clandestine eye roll, while Thomas takes a satisfied bite of a biscuit, raising his brow at Adelhard.