The half-orcs were enamored as they left the tavern.
“Starka’s smitten,” Ell smiled.
Ace nodded. “Po’s a good guy.”
She hugged her half-elven lover. “So glad you brought him.”
“He’s my brother.”
“Uh, what?”
“Dad’s a gigolo,” he shrugged. “Our sister’s a half-dragon.”
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