Bryse walked into the house with Eom in his arms he walked through the main hall and into Eomyr's room spotting Iri sleeping on the bench in the reading corner. At first he felt angry when he saw her but his eyes softened. He sighed putting his baby son in the crib and walked over to Iri lifting her head and sitting then resting it on his lap stroking her hair.
Iri's eyes fluttered open and she rubbed the sleep from her eyes.
Bryse watched her carefully "Don't move because of me" he continued to stroke her hair.





