If nothing else, Cai has plenty of family to watch over him. Grandparents, an aunt, an uncle, and all their ancestors before them, all at the Maker's side. That thought has been some comfort in her darker hours.

"It's lovely." Cullen's singing voice has always been a treat to listen to, but it takes on even warmer tones now that he's singing to their daughter. Betrys smiles at him, patting the space next to her. "Come here and teach me the words."

It's a gentle command, one he's certainly welcome to refuse--but somehow she suspects he won't want to.