Marcus was going to kill his father. He never needed an escort before so why now? Did his father here about his confession the last time he was here? Or was there someone coming for Elwin? "If you go that way," He pointed in the direction of the dragon farm, "you will find a lady who owns dragons. I hear she has all different sizes. Find you one and I will pay for whatever you get if you leave now and go to her." He was getting annoyed that he had to be babysat somewhere where we had been to over a thousand and one times.
Elwin laughed, running his fingers through Atlas' hair. He loved his mop hair, he loved everything about him. He was in a happy place when he heard the voices outside, Marcus and some other man were here. "We can hope, looks like someone is with him. So he might not try anything after all." He kissed Atlas quickly before walking over to the door and opening it just in time to see Marcus point in a direction. "Hello men, I see you two are here for some dresses? Come in, they are ready and marvelous!" He wasn't going to let Marcus get him down. He could see Marcus annoyed with the fact that he had someone with him. Marcus walked in and looked at Atlas, a smirk on his face. "I see a choice was made. Good. Mother is going to love the dresses." Elwin saw his hand come up and was going to back away, but Marcus just patted his head and handed him the sack of money.
"Keep it here will you? I don't want to drag them back to the room and have something happen to'em. Mother would murder me and we both know none of us would want that." He laughed.
Roshia and Daryl looked up to see Rowan walk in. They both smiled, but Daryl got up and shook his hand. "You must be the man who married Roshia, congratulations on the marriage and kid on the way. I am Daryl, a family friend, and that pink headed doll out there is my daughter Genevieve. Pleasure to finally be able to meet you." He said, smiling at him. They were both the same height and clearly different after that except for personality wise. She started to realize that they were so close in personality. Her heart dropped. Here she was with a Daryl after all.
"Ah yeah, this is Rowan. Rowan, Daryl and I go way back to like... diapers. His parents owned the farm across the lake. He decided to move back in and now he decided to pick up where he left off... by driving me nuts." She laughed with Daryl. Though she wasn't off about picking up where they left off, he didn't want to drive her crazy. Especially now that she had a family of her own.
"It comes naturally...big brother personality. You treating her right?" Daryl asked, his voice a little serious now.