The Claim
When they stepped outside onto the front drive a man stood there. He was in his early twenties with golden hair and bright blue eyes. He looked like he spent a lot of time in the gym. He also looked like he cared a lot about his looks.
The man was wearing some type of fitted pants. He had on what looked like thick leather armor on his chest. He also wore a sword and belt at his waist. Megan's eyebrows rose as she looked at the strange man.
The man turned to Afton. "Hello son. Wow, you've gotten old." Megan frowned why did he call him son?
"My mate has returned. She is forty-two." Afton said simply.
"That tracks." The man said with a nod.
The man turned toward her and Gabriel. "How is my little Regata? You've grown as well. I guess you're not four anymore."
Megan eyed the man critically. "You're Enmon, that gave me the birthmark. What's a Regata?"