The Dragonborn's Family

Lucia

Set toward the end of "His Harbinger," right after Krinna and Vilkas adopt Blaise and Sofie.

Farkas was standing in his bedroom doorway, looking across their small hallway at his brother's old room and thinking. His brother and sister-in-law had just come home with two orphans they'd adopted, and there was still a little orphan girl outside, sitting under the Gildergreen and begging. Farkas's heart went out to her. At least when he'd been an orphan he'd had his brother, but Lucia had no one. Sitting under the Gildergreen was definitely better than sitting in a necromancers' cage, but it still wasn't right to just leave a little girl alone and out in the cold like that. So far all Farkas had been able to do for her was bring her the occasional sweet roll and few septims, which he tried to do frequently. Sometimes he'd had time to sit and talk to her, and she seemed to look up to him.
"You've been awfully lost in thought lately," Lydia commented pulling Farkas from his thoughts as she walked up behind him. She gently wrapped her arms around his middle and leaned her head on his shoulder.
"Remember what we were saying about settling down and starting a family?" Farkas asked still staring out at the other bedroom.
"Yeah," Lydia answered, clearly waiting for him to go on.
"Vilkas and I were adopted when we were young... that's how we ended up growing up here."
"That was Jergen, right?" Lydia asked gently. "The one who saved you from the necromancers?"
"Yeah," Farkas nodded. He knew what he wanted to do... he hoped his wife would agree... "Vilkas doesn't need that room anymore," Farkas began, nodding across the hall. He looked down over his shoulder to see Lydia smiling at him.
"I've seen you bringing coins and sweet rolls to Lucia," she said warmly. "Let's help Vilkas get his things out of there so we can set up a more suitable bedroom for a child."
Farkas's face shifted into a grin as he realized Lydia had been thinking the same things he had. He turned and pulled her in to a proper hug and kissed her excitedly.

Vilkas gave his approval for converting his old room into a child's room without hesitation, and he even came over to help Farkas move all of his things either to Breezehome or to the Harbinger's chambers.
"Gods brother, why do you have so many books?" Farkas complained as he hauled his eighth armload of dusty old leather bound books to the Harbinger's chambers.
"Be careful with those!" Vilkas complained in response as Farkas dropped the pile on the table.
"Where do you even get all these?" Farkas asked in exasperation.
"Most of those were gifts from Krinna," Vilkas replied pointing to the latest pile of particularly old and oddly assorted books. "Most of these," he gestured back to the large stack he was organizing on the shelves, "I've just collected over the years. Several of them I found while helping Kodlak research," Vilkas explained with a shrug.
"Why do you need a book on dwarven architecture?" Farkas asked in disbelief picking up one of the books and flipping through it.
"You never know," Vilkas shrugged as he took the book from Farkas. Farkas just rolled his eyes and went back for another load.

Once all of Vilkas's junk was out of the way, Farkas set about cleaning the old furniture that Vilkas had left, and then building a child-sized bed. Lydia went out and bought several things to dress the room up.
It took them all day, but by dinner time he and Lydia both deemed the room serviceable, and they hurried outside to find Lucia.

"Bye horker breath!" Braith yelled as Farkas and Lydia stepped outside. Several of the local children were beginning to head toward their respective houses. "Those of us with parents have to go home for dinner!" Braith added with a mean cackle.
At that the Jarl's kids laughed. Lucia sat down on the bench and Farkas could tell she was trying not to cry. Sofie and Blaise had been on their way back to Breezehome, but they both froze in their tracks, looking back to Lucia and Braith. Farkas had never wanted to punch a kid so badly. His new niece and nephew looked like they were considering punching her as well.
"Lucia!" Lydia called, "you come on in for dinner too!"
"And tell that brat you do have parents!" Farkas yelled with a menacing glare at Braith.
Lucia jumped up and ran up the steps to them. Farkas knelt down with open arms and scooped her up as soon as she reached them.
"You mean it?" Lucia asked excitedly, "you wanna adopt me?!"
"We do," Lydia smiled, "we got you your very own room set up with us at Jorrvaskr."
"Thank you!" Lucia cried as she threw her arms around Farkas's neck and hugged him, "thank you so much!"
"Sorry it took me so long," Farkas chuckled, "I had to move all my brother's junk."

"It's... it's everything I could have hoped for..." Lucia said in amazement when they showed her her new bedroom. Farkas and Lydia both just smiled as she ran to give them both another hug.

"Not another ankle-biter," Torvar complained as they came upstairs for dinner, "What is this place, a daycare?"
"Well, you're here," Lydia shrugged.
"Very funny," Torvar grumbled. Lucia giggled.
A few minutes later, Vilkas, Krinna, Sofie, and Blaise arrived for dinner.
"I think it's nice to have a bit more life in this place," Tilma said, giving Krinna a warm smile as she brought plates of food for the three children. "They can't be more trouble than their fathers were."
"Oh the stories we could tell," Vignar laughed.
"Or how about we don't give them ideas..." Vilkas suggested nervously with a meaningful look at Farkas. Farkas nodded. He was pretty sure their new children would figure out all kinds of ways to cause trouble without hearing about the mischief he and Vilkas had caused at their age.
"Oh no sonny," Tilma laughed, "this is how us old folks get our revenge."
'Oh no...' Farkas thought, 'here they go...'