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Rey was still not lifting his head, words and actions were like pathetic excuses to the little boy's ears that no one could see. After catching his breath and unable to tolerate that play, he stood up, turned his back and moved closer to the exit of the room. Nothing those two could do would change his perception that they were out to kill him and the question with which the little boy would keep his head occupied for the time being was, "Who else would set out to kill me?"

In the parlor they were worried and, as usual, they always made a confused noise of shouts and voices to ask for explanations from the maid who only smiled as she blocked the stairs.

Rey could hear three words uttered by the Great Wise Wizard.

"Silvia, let them in."

And he saw the maid turning away as if the comment was an unquestionable order. For him it was somewhat strange, for it was the first time the old man had spoken to Silvia directly. Rey also saw how those present ignored the maid's very strict behavior at the skinny man's words and, anxiously, went up the stairs and invaded the matrimonial room to meet three lively and energetic little ones. There, too, was the vampire returning to bed and nursing two of them, while the father took care to properly hold the one he was carrying in his arms, as one who did not want to break something delicate in his rough arms.

Those who had just arrived in the room would inspect with their gazes and then look the lycanthrope or the vampire in the face and then look at the babies again, as if they wanted to distinguish which one looked more like the father or which one looked more like the mother. Katherine and Mijan disapproved with their faces. The happiness of the rest lasted until Ehimus threw a question into the air:

"What are their names?"

Katherine, who had her eyes fixed on the little one Wulfgang was carrying, turned her face in the direction of the elf as if she was committing a crime for speaking. The little one that no one could see understood that names were a delicate subject and should not be touched so trivially. Not long ago, his parents were almost on the verge of regret over such a questioning. In the crowded room, they could hear the delicate words Maryam used to answer the elf's question. Proudly, the mother pointed to each of her children present there.

"He is Rey, Dante Lobato and Jhades Priovam."

Katherine asked when she heard that the creature Wulfgang carried had a name:

"Herma?..."

"I don't know if I heard correctly, but one is missing a last name" interrupted Ehimus who, as a child, didn't hesitate to ask whenever he was curious, even if he had the lit gaze of the muscular vampire on his shoulders.

At the comment, most of those present ducked their heads. They averted their gazes as if they didn't know how to begin a proper explanation. The atmosphere was tense. Rey skirted the room, like a watchful hunter. Putting aside his feelings, he knew that this was the moment when he could distinguish between enemies and those who were not. He wanted to see in detail the expressions on the faces of the elders.

Mijan was the first to break the silence and began:

"There is something you should know..."

Rey saw on his face the intention to explain as well as his abilities would allow. Two slaps of his hands made the floating machine appear and show changing images.

"The dark past of many species. When a child is not given a surname it is an illegitimate child, a bastard, as when they are born as a result of incest between relatives or other relationships outside the matrimonial lineage...".

Ehimus, unable to bear to remain silent, interrupted the explanation with a shrill cry as she waved her arms from side to side:

"But they are neither siblings nor do they share the same lineage and yes they are married!"

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