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Either way, I would not part with her.”
    Reycon and his wife held hands and he pressed a kiss to the back of her wrist. “Take care of our daughter, Tuartha, or the Crimson clan will shred your pretty green hide.”
    “The same goes for you, Solar. Our daughter is the best thing in our family and I will not see her hurt again.” Reytil’s eyes were not hid by contacts and the slit pupils were narrowing in a not-so-subtle threat.
    “I am not letting her out of my senses.” He tried to keep his tone solemn, but he was so relieved that she was with him once again that a slight catch came through in his speech.
    Ilora nodded. “Call us if you need anything. We will begin planning the wedding. How many folks do you think will come from your side of the family?”
    Hearing a demon clan being described as a family gave him pause. “I will guess at two hundred?”
    Ilora blinked, “That is all? Huh. A small wedding of six hundred to start, but we will prep for a thousand. A Warder has never wed a demon before, so it will be something that Realm will want to see.”
    Suddenly thrust into the role of groom, Solar asked, “What do I need to do?”
    Ilora grinned. “Nothing. This is her day and her family will make it special. All we need from you is that you show up.”
    The men he was looking at just rolled their eyes and nodded at their wives’ enthusiasm. He took his cue from them and smiled and nodded. “I have to arrange for food, so please excuse me.”
    The ladies looked a little perturbed, but Tuartha simply waved his hand and disconnected the communication.
    Sighing in relief, Solar went to harvest some fruit from his garden. The green and living space was his treasure and the crystals provided the plants with all the light and shelter that they needed.
    It had been Elise that started his love of life. She had fought so hard to keep hers that her struggle to nurture it in plant form as she recovered had won his admiration. She taught him how to plant, water and care for plants that could feed the body as well as the soul. The first carrot he had grown had filled him with a sense of pride. Elise had encouraged him to branch out and now, he had a full garden as well as orchard in the depths of the demon spaces of Realm.
    With a low, tuneless hum, he gathered vegetables for a salad and fruit for Elhara’s morning meal.
    He brought the food into the seldom-used kitchen and washed the dirt and sand from them. He had made a study of preparing what he had grown and Elise had sacrificed multiple days in sampling his skills. When she had stopped gagging after year ten, he knew he was on the right track, or she had developed a tolerance.
    With his produce clean, he put it aside and prepared to open a small portal to engage in some petty theft. A ringing chime got his attention.
    In his seventy-five years in this crystal cavern, he had never had an unanticipated visitor. Curious, he went through the main hall and opened the door. A dwarf warrior was standing with a basket under his arm.
    “Are you Solar?”
    Bemused, he nodded. “I am. Welcome to my home.”
    The dwarf pushed past him and assessed the structure of the crystal. “Gwelvar sent me to check on your domicile. If it does not meet with his specifications, alterations will have to be made. Oh, and here is some food that will meet with Elhara’s needs.”
    The basket was shoved at him and the dwarf was moving, knocking on walls and making notes. The smell of fresh bread wafted up and when he drew back the cloth, Solar saw eggs, meat and bottles of Elhara’s favourite soda.
    “You are a relative then?”
    “Gwelvar is my brother, Elhara my great niece. Good-hearted that girl. To see her married to a demon is going to be a strain.”
    “And your name?”
    “Gaffin. Lord Gaffin if you must. Elhara is my favourite niece, but don’t tell Asha. I can’t believe that that girl took up with a leprechaun.” He shook his head and kept wandering around, taking