"So these are my godchildren?" An eccentric woman greeted them the moment they arrived back in the house. She still wore faux fur and was seated on a chair, a smoke in her mouth.
"Hello, Isabell," Issac said, looking at the woman in the eyes. "I am glad you are able to make it."
"Come here. Let me see you all." She said, ignoring Issac and walking to the boys, checking their features closely before breaking into a smile, "They have fine, fine features, Issac."
"I know," Issac said, shrugging slightly. "They are my children after all. Introduce yourselves."
"Hello, I am Clause." Clause said first, holding his hand out and shaking the woman's hand. "This is my brother Emery."
He waved his hand to the boy who waved at the woman happily. "Hello! You are very pretty. Are you dad's younger cousins?"
"Child, flattery will get you anywhere." She said, handing him a gold coin from her pocket. "Keep this for a rainy day. And this is?"
