Castian certainly was. Could he ever get used to that? He supposed he was going to have to since his family was made up entirely of witches now. Up to this point, he hadn't interacted with any aside from Harmony regularly but that would be changing, wouldn't it?
He didn't know much about how witches raised their children but he knew it was a coven-wide effort since they were such tight-knit little communities. He would probably be getting to know a lot of the witches better now because of his daughter since he planned to be actively involved in her life.
"You're not wrong," Castian said tiredly.
Theodred sympathetically laid a hand on his shoulder. "Hang in there, Cas. And remember you dug yourself into this hole if it gets to be too much."
Filverel rolled his eyes. "So encouraging."
