We have two. Which is one more than anyone from my line's ever produced but I have a feeling there's going to be a whole forest eventually.

[ That makes no sense if you aren't aware of-]

My wife is a dryad. It runs through the female line.

[ And oh, let him rub at his chin. Because trying to describe his wife.]

Ce'Nedra is...

[ He pauses. Is she here to hear him? No. Does he still pause like she might come 'round the corner? Absolutely.]

Make fire into a person: a tiny, brilliant, beautiful person with a wickedly sharp tongue who likes to count coins.

[ He considers what to add to that.]

She once goaded her father into a frothing fit, stole his armies, and led them across the continent in the first all-out offensive in centuries. And she did it to cover my back.

But also to hunt me down for running out after our wedding to kill a god.