Dex was taking a vacation from the palace with his family. Unfortunately, it becomes quite stormy. But, fortunately, his parents' place wasn't far, and it'd been quite a while since they'd visited the farm. -- Anon Guest
They had been on their way to Waelrin's capital and castle when the threatening storm started to beat their carriage around. The good news, for King Kormwind Arachis Felbourne Whitekeep, tenth of his name (Dex to his friends), was that they were close to Dromlynne. He had his firstborn and heir on his knee and the twin girls, Glee and Hope, playing at his feet. Taking care not to accidentally kick his children, he leaned out the window and called up, "Head for Dunrulin farm, please. It's closer."
"Opa," cheered his son, who had inherited the same name. "We're goin'a Opa!"
The girls squealed, "Opa! Opa! Opa!"
His poor Tulip, who had been trying to doze during the trip, glared at him. Her eyes said, You set them off, you have to settle them.
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