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He would wish for these moments once he was too old and feeble, but by that point he wanted his grandchildren to have grandchildren. He wanted to stretch out through the ages and see everyone of his descendants. He was selfish, in that way, that he did not truly think he would ever be able to stay by some miracle. But why not still dream? This was what he had always wanted, children, a family of his own. And as he tumbled across the ground with his son, he could scarcely imagine any form of joy more pure than this.

The stars spun as they did, exquisite in their dance as ever, a sidereal liaison above them where he could clearly see the Mother's Crown as Svajone had shown him. When they came to a stop with Reid perched above him, his golden eyes gleamed at his merciful boy with affection. I would do so again, oh Most Benevolent One, to win the chance of your mother's hand. He said - and that was no part of their play. If necessary, Vidarr would have fought whatever polar bears necessary, taken on whatever needed to be fought. She's worth that, Vidarr promised, and mulled over a thought.

The only one that he would consider giving the blessing that sealed them together was Reid. Their son. And Vidarr's gaze softened, and he blinked back a fine sheen suddenly. Reid - would you like that? If me and your Mama married? The finally was implied. He'd already seen the Shakti-Vaes litter all find their heart's happiness. Why should he not marry her? We could maybe plan something for her - to surprise her. They would need little else than the stars above them. Some pretty greenery and the special pelt he had prepared for their handfasting.