Meanwhile, Ghoto had just received news that help was on its way. A descendant from the lineage of his wife was coming to visit and help out with the babies. His wife had made some plans before she was incapacitated after childbirth. The thought of his wife and her meticulous plans for him made him happy but he tried to stop thinking about her. He knew why she was away, and he also knew she might never return.
"Happy thoughts, think happy thoughts. Like the fact that someone is coming to deal with these super babies for me." He thought to encourage himself. "Maybe she will grow on them. High heaven knows they need a woman's touch."
He was hoping that a feminine figure might mellow the kids and make them more malleable. He couldn't wait for her to get here and relieve some of the pressure.
