A Family Reunion

Chapter 1 - Part 2 Law & Order

Jan 08, 2025

Previously, Balgair Moeldr accepted the position of Reeve in the small town of Eola. After saving the beautiful blonde Heather, the two were bonded together by the Goddess Ananke. The big day is finally here. The Moon Touched is landing at the supply depot. Among its precious cargo are Balgair’s first two Bhanna.

While he still wasn’t completely comfortable with carriages, Balgair had to admit that he enjoyed letting someone else drive—in this case, one of the new deputies.

“Ready when you are, sir,” the deputy said as he glanced back over his shoulder at Balgair. Snapping the reins at the Reeve’s nod, he started the horses cantering down the road.

Balgair and Delilah watched as the transport cleared the outer wall and slowly descended. The scribe looked in awe as the ship slowly headed toward the ground. “They are going so slow.”

Balgair nodded. “They have to. They must be dead center on the landing dock, or they’ll snap the keel.” He watched as the transport hovered for a handful of seconds before starting to descend again.

The buggy arrived just as the transport ship slipped into the dock and slowly settled into place. The transport sat there, the only motion being the sailors securing the sails. When the deck was cleared, a plank was set up between the ship and the dock, and two women stepped onto the dock.

Delilah heard a gasp from Balgair and glanced at him, only to see the look of a man who had found water in the desert. She turned her attention back to the two women, closely examining them. One was roughly five and a half feet tall with fiery red hair. She wore a green skirt that barely fell to her knees, which complimented a lighter green blouse. When she leaned over and whispered something to the other woman, Delilah could see the delicate tips of her ears poking out from under her hair. The other woman listened, then began a slow search of the dockyard, searching for something or someone. The second woman was a head taller than the first, topping at just under six feet tall. She was dressed like the first woman, except the dress was Blue. She looked right at Balgair, and a slow smile crossed her lips. When she dipped her raven locks to the redhead, both eyes fell on Balgair.

Arm in arm, both women walked across the dock, heading toward Balgair and Delilah. “Doesn’t he look yummy in that uniform?” The taller woman said with a mischievous flash in her blue eyes. “Balgair Eriq Moeldr, if you don’t kiss me, you’ll regret it,” the redhead stated, a similar flash in her green eyes. When she saw the flash of hunger in Balgair’s eyes, she drew in a deep breath, yelped as he enfolded her in his arms, and pulled her in for a kiss that stole her breath away. She raised her left hand to brush her hair over her left ear and whimpered as she drank of Balgair’s desire. When he finally let her go, she almost sagged to her knees. “Oh, I’ve missed you, mo Maighstir.”

“Amelia,” he groaned her name into the air. He took a deep breath and drew in her scent. Lilacs. Then he turned his attention to the other woman. “Nell.”

The brunette’s eyes widened in mock fear before she stepped into his arms and cuddled close. “I have missed you so, mo mhathan mòr,” she whispered as she rested her head on his shoulder.

Balgair buried his face in her hair and fell into the Wild Berry scent.

Delilah watched the reunion, almost getting lost in the happiness. She was brought back to reality when the redhead spoke.

“Where is our new sister, Balgair? We were looking forward to meeting her.” Amelia looked at the scribe. “Who is this?”

“Heather is on her way,” Balgair replied, reluctantly releasing his women. “This is Delilah; she’s my scribe.” When Nell raised an eyebrow, Balgair amended, “She’s the office scribe. Her maighstir was the former Reeve.”

Amelia nodded, “She’s not bonded, right?” When Balgair nodded, Amelia stated, “You said the former Reeve. Is she living at the house?”

“Ah, yes,” Balgair commented, “She and her bond sister have stepped down from their positions at the Manor.” A fond smile crossed his lips. “Heather has been in an uproar. She wanted to make changes but realized that you two have seniority.”

Nell chuckled. “I knew she was smart.” She held Balgair’s left hand in hers. “You finally get to settle down, and you get to spend more time with us.”

Amelia stepped up beside him and looked up. “Can we finally have children? I want a family, Balgair.”

“Yes, please, Bear,” Nell pouted. “We’ve waited so long.”

They were so caught up in begging Balgair that they didn’t hear the landau stop or Heather creep up behind them.

“Waited so long for what?” the Blonde bhanna inquired as she peeked around Balgair and batted her eyes at the two women.

Upon hearing her voice, both women got quiet and peeked around Balgair. Almost identical smiles appeared on their faces as they reached out and pulled Heather around Balgair, holding her at arm’s length.

Suddenly self-conscious, Heather blushed and tried to back up against her maighstir. “I hope I am what you expected,” she mumbled.

“Ooooh, girl,” Nell exclaimed. “You are exactly what we expected.” She said, yanking the blonde into a three-way hug.

“Welcome to our family,” Amelia whispered, hugging her tight. After a few minutes, she pushed Heather back and looked at her dress. “That’s beautiful. Where did you get it?”

Heather nervously brushed her hands down her maid’s dress. “Maighstir Samar’s store.”

The brunette eyed the dress, “Do you think Balgair would like it if I bought one?”

Heather laughed softly. “I’m sure he couldn’t wait to get you home so he could remove it.” She held onto the two women’s hands. “He’s missed you so much; you’ve made his day.” She leaned into the pair and sniffed. “Oh, lilacs sweet and berries tart.” Her eyes widened in delight. “I see what he meant.”

Amelia and Nell looked at each other and then pounced on Balgair. “You, great cuddly bear,” Nell teased as she cuddled into him. “You still think of us that way.”

Balgair grinned, “How else would I think of you?” He lovingly ran his fingers down Nell’s spine, drawing shivers of delight from her. “It’s the first thing I’ve thought of in the morning for the past six months. The smell of lilacs and berries.”

Nell purred as he found all the sensitive spots, blushing as she remembered the days they had spent in each other’s arms, discovering them.

“I’ve missed you, my vixen,” Balgair whispered in her ear as he kissed her.

“How far is it to the house?” Amelia inquired as she brushed a strand of red hair behind her ears.

“It’s about six miles,” Heather answered with a knowing smile.

“It’s too far,” The red-haired ciad-ghin pouted. “Where’s the nearest inn?” She inquired plaintively, drawing a startled glance from Delilah. “Don’t give me that look,” she said, waggling her finger at the scribe. “We haven’t been with him in six months. I don’t know about Nell, but if I don’t spend time with my man, I’ll lose my mind, and it won’t be pretty.” She looked around, “the only thing stopping me from attacking him right now is that it’s too public.”

“I understand,” Delilah mumbled. “The nearest inn is three blocks to the east.”

“Nope,” Balgair stated. “The Black Swan has bigger suites.” He grinned as he watched Amelia wriggle against him.

“They do?” Nell looked intrigued.

“They do,” Heather replied with a grin. “You’ll like them.” She blushed slightly. “The beds are very comfortable.”

“Good,” Amelia cooed. “Come on, Maighstir, we’ve got time to make up for.” She practically dragged him toward the carriage. The Reeve laughed as he allowed himself to be pulled by the red-haired beauty.

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