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Isla listened to him and giggled. "Mmm I have, but the mother scares me. She is half dwarf and is like... six feet tall. Apparently, she hunts for a living and is married to the mayor. She has another on the way too, so cute. She is nice though... I will build up the courage and asked." She giggled. "I was thinking about hanging with Zel and her lunch gang... see how that would go. You sure fish don't count as friends?" She joked and poked his nose softly.

Birger shook his head, "Maybe... you just wanna see me get beat up by a large man and you know it. Now I am going to have to work extra hard so you will never see that." He sighed before smirking. When she asked if he could imagine have more than one set of twins he nodded. "Haera's family has two sets of twins, but lucky on her mother they were both boy and girl and neither of them were identical. I do hope Haera's are identical. I find it amusing on how she is going to keep track of who is who." He chuckled before holding her a bit closer and gently kissing her shoulder.

Vlora listened to him and when he was done she stopped him. "We have enough in common. We both like Hazel for one." She joked a bit with a smirk. "We both like to read and find learning new things enjoyable. Wine is also a good common ground. We both like justice and not being lied to. We have enough in common to where it wouldn't affect us. I find myself enjoying what we don't have in common because it means I can learn. I can grow. What I had envisioned myself to be with would have kept me stuck doing the same thing over and over again. You are a nice surprise and I would be a fool to think that you were someone I would ever get tired of. I enjoy seeing the confusion in your face too much when something goes over your head, Mi Amor. I rather someone I can grow with and that is you." She said softly and gently cupped his face. "I love you." She said softly.

Ingrid listened and smiled, "Ahh I see..." She said and when he turned the papers to her she took them and read over them. If there was anything she wanted to get out of but he had a grasp on her she could always run away... or kill him. Ingrid grabbed a pen from the little pen holder and signed the papers before capping the pen and placing it back then sliding it towards him. "There we go. Anything else?" She asked softly before adjusting the top of her dress.