It is just quiet in the castle kitchen, as one of the two chefs, a faun addresses his human colleague.

"Do you know when the lions will go again?"

He looks at his colleague as he continues to brush some fruit and answers:

"No, how come? Do not you like them?"

"No that's not it, I'm even glad that they are there. I like the little prince very much, he is a pretty playful cat and that sometimes gets fun with him."

His colleague looks back to his work and answers with a laugh: "Well, like this the little ones, although I have not noticed much yet.", Then something more serious "I now understand what you mean by the lions, I would find it also good if they stayed, though I have little trouble with King Peter."

The faun who started the conversation, turns back to his work and puts his right hoof a bit nervous on the tips and says: "That's it, you do not know how he reacts when the lions are gone, that makes you nervous."

No sooner has the Faun turned back to his work, to cutting vegetables, asks a strong but feminine voice:

"May I ask what exactly you mean? What is different if the lions are not there?"

Startled, both look backwards and see Aura and Orea standing in the kitchen entrance.

Nervously the faun answers: "Nothing, nothing! For real."

"We heard it all the way down the hall, talking about us, they do not say, nothing. If they do not want me to use them for an answer, talk!", Aura as she lifts her left paw at the end and shows her claws.

Faun and his human colleague can read the fear on their face, as shortly after Aura, Orea, for example, misjudged to Aura:

"Leave the Aura, you can be kinder too."

Aura looks at her somewhat disappointed and replies, "You can spoil everyone's fun as well."

Then Orea looks seriously at Aura and says, "Do I have to remind you first of the little ones and the connection with fun?", Then she shakes her head, shaking her head at the two cooks who are still alone in the kitchen and asks politely:

"Please, what exactly did you mean? It is also important for us to know how the king is when we are not there."

"Before we get angry with you, then rather with the king. It's the way he behaves. If at least one of you, or the children are present, then he is a very pleasant king, but alone he behaves unpredictably, fussy and has mood swings. There are some who have even been afraid of him."

Both lionesses have sat down to listen and now that he's done ask Aura surprisingly polite:

"Was it always like this since he was a father or only in the last months? Has anything changed recently?"

They both think, then the Faun replies, "It's only since he's with you, Miss Aura. Although he was okay at the beginning."

Right after his colleague, the cook comments: "I think it's only since he's a dad, or it was the trigger. Some say it is longing that plagues him. Okay I can understand it, with two such charming ladies and children.", The cook at the end a little slime while he looks to the two lionesses.

"It seems we have an admirer." Orea somewhat facetiously as she looks at Aura.

Then Aura amused: "That's just the burden that we kittens have to carry, with all our beauty, elegance and of course charm." At the word Charm, she presents the cook playfully threatening the left paw with her claws and then begins to amused to laugh. Even Orea can not resist a somewhat amused laugh.

"Maybe it's just a duel, King vs. Cook, how exciting. Men fighting for one to the death. Rrrrr", Orea amused, joking, and they both laugh.

The two cooks look a little confused. With a good deal of discomfort, they suspect that no real duel between King and Cook is imminent.

"It seems to me that the ladies have a sense of humor, that is unfortunately too rare.", The faun cautious.

"Humor? Was not that serious of you Aura?", Orea as she looks at Aura.

Aura, on the other hand, calms down surprisingly and breathes deeply downwards, then says: "Let the fun aside and back to the matrimonial subject. Has anything changed in his behavior recently?"

The Faun to Aura: "As already mentioned if one of them or the children are there, he is quite pleasant, if a little bit fussy, in some things."

On top of this, his colleague correcting him: "I would rather say something over-cautious. But not always."

"Yeah okay, that can be it," the faun agreed.

"Thats not what I meant. I actually meant more in terms of the initially mentioned relationship attempts with other women.", Aura clarifies the issue.

The cooks look a bit perplexed, then the human: "That's hard to say, because you do not know if it's just because of the distraction or otherwise. Yes, he was a little different but not much better, as I've heard. I would say so, I suppose it would be like trying to replace you with a small domestic cat, it will not work. It would only work if he really fell in love with someone else, but ladies do have a hard time with their personalities. In the meantime, I suspect what the king finds so fascinating about them."

"Interesting view, thank you. But what do you mean by personality, what exactly?", Aura curious and calm.

Man is thoughtful, whereupon the faun takes the floor: "I guess what he means is also her size. You ladies are lions like Aslan and similarly tall. I think no matter what level a woman has, she will feel herself always at the measuring and inferior. In addition, there is probably the playful brutal kind of them which my human colleague here probably finds right exciting. I'll say it the way I see it. The partner search was probably from them, but as far as I know the people, only a few of the women are ready to be the second or third in the wake, especially not if he already has someone. If he had searched somewhere where no one knows him and who did not know that he already has a partner and whom, then maybe it would have worked to couple him. In addition, I'm also doubting if he has really tried seriously, even if that is more of a personal opinion or view."

"That's right, that's how you could say it. You know us humans quite well, as I must say."

The Faun looks at his colleague and answers: "I'm just a buck, because I just make his experiences. Apart from what I get in the city and in the castle from the people who work here, too."

"I see I have your Innocent occur and balls between the legs underestimated here. You seem to have fist thick behind the horns, as far as women are concerned. Take a look at it.", Then he turns to the two lionesses and says playfully:" As you can see, they take care of this guy rather, otherwise there will still be a duel, cook against king. "

Then Orea smirking and playing along: "We'll remember it, thanks for the warning. We'd better get to safety before we get nibbled by their colleagues."

Aura can not help but giggle as they both turn around and leave the kitchen. She can not resist presenting her backside in a playfully inviting way. When both are out, both cooks calm down inside and the faun to his colleague:

"Great. What should they think of me?"

"Nothing, because what you do does not matter to these ladies, as far as I know, unless it affects the family. As you can see, both seem to have a sense of humor. "He turns to the countertop and then says," Come on. We have to feed a hungry pack. Nothing is more unpleasant than a hungry pack."

The Faun turns around and continues his work and then says, "But there are worse, hungry women."

His colleague looks at him a bit perplexed and unaware, when he returns to work he says something amused: "I'd rather not know what that means."


As Aura and her sister are out of the kitchen to continue their original journey, their head sinks thoughtfully down and says something disappointed:

"I was hoping that he would somehow catch himself, but as I must see, I expected too much."

Orea answers after a pause while she looks at her:

"Maybe it was well meant and worth a try. Peter's just a crush on you like Lucy called it. In addition, after what we now know from the two chefs, it is not surprising that he had problems with it. Well, and as the cooks said, the ladies have to play along too. However, I can understand the opinion of the chefs that he was probably not too eager to find someone else."

Aura raises her head slightly and looks ahead: "Maybe, but I also met the human women and they are not different in everything from us. They are as we are concerned about safety and that the offspring is safe and cared for. As king, Peter is a treat, which helps her even in the peerage."

Orea looks thoughtfully forward again and answers:

"From the perspective, you're right. I have not considered that so far, that's a very seductive life for people. "After a brief silence, she says something thoughtfully:

"Who knows, maybe even good that it did not work. Even if it was in your interest, who knows how it would have been and if that would not have made more problems than we thought you heard the cook."

"Maybe, but since that did not work, only plan B remains, or C."

"Let's surprise him how he reacts."

"He had the choice and decided. He knew that if he did not take it seriously, I would take it in the paw. Whether he likes it or not, he has to accept it, even if he is king. "Aura calm but serious.

While the two continue their way, Peter is with Patrick at his regular audiences. Patrick is proud to be in the spotlight with dad because otherwise Ariane takes this place. He just regrets that he has to go away with his mom again today. Luckily, it's the last of the visitors and so he can do something with daddy. Unlike usual, he has Papa all to himself because Ariane exceptionally found something that draws her more than daddy. The last visitor said goodbye and is barely ten meters away when Patrick ask.

"Can we go, dad?", He with childlike innocence.

Peter smiles and looks right to Patrick who stands next to the throne and answers:

"You can not wait to get started?"

"Daddy, you know that we are mostly away with Mom and often Ariane takes you away."

Peter gets up and puts down the royal robe, including the crown. He squats in front of Patrick, who immediately climbs on his shoulder and sits down there. Together, they both set out on the way.

"And you really want that?" Peter drills a bit, although he already knows the answer.

"Of course, I also want to be a hero and a great fighter, just like you and I have to train like you. As you've seen, I and Ariane can walk pretty well, just like you."

"Yes, yes, you can. I was very surprised that you both made such progress. And any wishes?"

"Can you teach me how to handle a sword, such a big one?"

"Nope.", Peter a little teasingly.

"Why not?", Patrick disappointed.

"Patrick, you could not even raise a sword, not yet. You are just one-third the size of me. But if you want that, I already know a way how you can still practice it with a weapon of your size."

Patrick's disappointment turns into patient anticipation and therefore the question had to come:

"And how daddy?"

Both are leaving the gate of the throne room and are heading for the barracks area:

"Dagger and Buckler. Both are relatively easy and for you about as big as sword and shield for me. With the two you can already practice how to fight with a sword."

"What is a Bukler?", Patrick a bit clueless.

Peter looks up to Patrick which it looks at him and replies:

"A buckler is a small shield, perhaps the size of a plate that archers use. It is advantageous for you because it is not very bothersome and easy to handle because of the small size. You can also strike like a metal fist. Even monks and other warriors used it in the past of my world. It depends on what technique and equipment the warrior prefers and he likes more when fighting and is helpful, what warriors ultimately select equipment."

"Sounds complicated. Oh, I'll need a knight's armor then."

"Always slow Patrick. For the training not yet and even if we have one made until the finished, you have become too big again, so we wait until you are fully grown. However, a simpler one should be quite fast, but one after the other. Oh, and in addition, it has to be done differently than the others."

Patrick looks curiously down to his dad, who has already fixed his eyes on the path in front of him and asks curiously:

"Why different? I'm like you and the others, too."

"Not quite, unlike me and all the others, you can also, accent also, run on all fours which can give you an advantage. In some situations, above all, the speed that this type of movement offers is the advantage. This can be on the decline or if you have to be quick to rush someone to help. Well, the armor you're wearing should be able to do that too."

"That's really an advantage with that on all fours? Wow. I always thought that just walking on both legs makes sense, because you can use your paws like that."

"Not only. Both have advantages and disadvantages. That's what you have to learn as a warrior. Realize the pros and cons of what you use and what you can do and use what you have as well as you can to advantage and to do good. If you as a fighter can not do something, then you have the opportunity to either improve by practicing it or compensate with other abilities."

"How do you mean?"

"Mmm, if you can not handle a spear then you can compensate for that weakness with the ability to shoot archery or crossbow. Maybe even with the ability to use throwing knifes and other throwing weapons. Or you simply throw stones at your opponent."

Patrick is a bit skeptical and answers as they walk the last meters to the barracks:

"Stones? So easy?"

"No, not quite. Basically yes, but with a stone you have to hit the opponent in a vulnerable place, with knives and bows too. The spear is more dangerous because of its weight and throwing speed as it can pierce the armor. But that also depends on what material is the top "

"Then the spear is more powerful than the others," concludes Patrick.

"Yes, in a certain sense, but the problem with the spear is, you often only have one, and the thrown you have to fight differently. With knives, firearms, and bricks, you can use that as long as ammo and you have a safe position."

"How about the crossbow and armor?", Patrick curiously as they enter the barracks.

"In use difficult to impossible. Depending on the bolts used armor can provide protection or not. If it is a hard bolt of good material, it can also pierce a knight's armor, a simple bolt like most arrows just breaks. Out of that uncertainty, a knight should beware of crossbowmen", the Barracke's Watch Officer answers the question.

"I think knights are the most powerful fighters."

The officer also answers Patrick's question while Peter drops him off his shoulders.

"A knight is only part of an army and an empire. He has his strengths but also weaken. Your father usually fights with words and diplomacy, fighting which others fight with weapons. Diplomacy is one of the most powerful weapons, because it can prevent wars or bring wars that can not be won with weapons nor a victory or a draw. A knight is not as agile and slow as the weakness he is wearing through the heavy armor. However, due to the good armor, he can cover and protect the archers and less well equipped, but more agile units. "After a brief breath, he continues," I think your Highness and the King did not come here for military tactics and strategy am I correct?"

Peter is now standing and is quite glad that the officer, a stout Minotaur, has taken over the word for a moment.

"Yes I want to be a hero and a great warrior like dad.", Patrick proud of his dad.

"Well, then you should make your way to the throne room."

Patrick confused: "Why go there?"

"Diplomacy is, as I said, one of the mightiest weapons next to the sword."

"Since I have to push my sister out of the way first, so I can get to dad.", While he says that, he looks to Peter who smiles a little amused.

"Ah, sisters. They have many warriors, and since fighters are polite, we leave your sister where she is and prefer to exercise, right?", The officer with a smile.

"Yes, exactly.", Patrick grinning.



Peter leaves the officer alone with Patrick and goes to the armory of the barracks. Patrick already has the next question to the officer as Peter sets in motion. The ten meters to the door of the armory, which is actually rather a small hall, if you go to size, are quickly overcome. Since it is daytime and windows in the barrack, he does not need a torch to see that his soldiers have unfortunately lost the fight against order. Although there is a rough order for armor, shields and weapons, but otherwise more confused than system. A short sword here and then just three daggers and two long swords. There are three rows within the room and the side walls which also have shelves and brackets for each type of weapon or armor when used. He immediately found daggers in the chaos, but finding a suitable shield proves to be harder. Peter wanders, the voices of Patrick and the officer, who hears the conversation with his son audibly in the ear, row after row, and has only one dagger. He is already on his way back through the rows when he sees strange leather and metal parts on a pile and dolls in the corner of the room which is to the right of the door, through which he entered.

Peter arrives at the pile of small armor and weapons he identifies. The pile is full of lots of Narnian dust, which, like in his world, is just dirt that does not have to be. Curious he rummages in the heap and cleans up while looking for something. He recognizes that there are rare armor and weapons for Narnianen such as mice, beaver or other, which are not at least the size of a faun. There is, as he remarks, usually only one armor of a sort, which leads him back to the rather rare cases where such a Narnian joins the military service. After a few minutes he found an armor, a shield and a wooden sword, which is probably intended for practice purposes.

As he turns around with the parts and heads for the door, he says to himself, "Well, who says so, it worked better than expected, that should fit roughly."

When Patrick sees Peter coming out of the weapons depot, which has armor, shield and wooden sword in his hand, his eyes are large and visibly delighted. He immediately runs to him and immediately asks:

"Can I wear them?"

"Slowly Patrick first we have to clean her up a bit and try to fit, because she has been for others. But roughly it should go."

Patrick is enough that it was no no to stay upbeat, even that it is only in a small wooden sword is not even interested in him. It does not take long for the armor and everything Peter brought with them, thanks to the help of the officer and Patrick, are reasonably clean. Peter's gaze did not deceive that the armor was just right. Together with the small shield and wooden sword Patrick looks like a small soldier. Patrick already looked proud before he did the first exercise.

After Peter has also taken a shield and sword go out all three and Peter Patrick begins to show the first basics of the shield, which imitates this also docile. The Minotaur observes both interested in it. The training already takes about half an hour and it already shows in Patrick that he is exhausted. The officer goes to the two and starts a technical conversation, which also gives Patrick the opportunity to catch his breath. Peter and the Minotaur are in conversation as Peter hears a metallic gong and then the painfully distorted face of the Minotaur. Peter's gaze goes down to Patrick, who has his shield right on the left shin of the Minotaur and looks up at him mischievously:
"You were right Daddy, such a Buckler, is a good Ironfist."

The face of the Minotaur and the cheeky words of his son left him no choice, he could not help but laugh. Patrick is a little confused about the reaction, what the officer immediately uses and says to Patrick:

"Look at that, your father laughs at us. Do we let that happen, Your Highness?"

Patrick looks at the Minotaur while Peter still laughs. He sees the officer's cheeky grin and his father two meters further and answers shortly afterwards:

"No, we will not let that happen."

"Well then, to the weapons", the officer draws his sword, followed by Patrick.

Now, Peter notices what is going on and sees both in an attacking pose, as he runs as he turns one hundred and eighty degrees and runs amused:

"I'm off then."

Patrick is disappointed with his father's reaction and says after disappearing in the barracks:

"Oh man, that's cowardly."

The Minotaur looks at Patrick, who has switched from his attacking pose to a rather disappointed one and says to him:

"On the contrary, Your Highness, that's even very wise of your father."

Patrick looks at the officer in irritation and asks: "Why is running away smart for a hero?"

"Quite simple. Your father was unarmed when the two of us faced each other. A fight would have been foolish and deadly to him and any other fighter, unless he had been able to compensate for the defeated position with magic or other things. Remember, your dad did not even have armor. A smart warrior becomes a hero when he knows when a fight is meaningful and when not. Many do not become powerful warriors or heroes because they die from recklessness and self-esteem."

"Really?" Patrick disbelieves.

"Yes it is. It was a good attack with the shield against my leg, though naughty in the situation. You've used my distraction to start an attack, which is usually worth more than the weapon you're wearing, because if you can surprise your opponent, you avoid possible long struggles that put you in danger yourself."

The praise was enough to boost Patrick's mood and make him smile a bit embarrassed.

"What still infects me, not always an escape is really an escape, because you can just use those too to his advantage."

"For real? how that?", Patrick, who looks incredulously up to the Minotaur.

"You can take a flight to a better position, which either gives the warrior or the army an advantage, or even lure opponents into a trap. As a knight, you can retire to a forest to reduce the danger of crossbowmen, who thus have no free shot and the opponent is forced to fight man against man. There are many tactics and strategies that you can use."

It does not take long for Peter to come back in full combat gear, confirming the officer's words. Peter trains for another good forty-five minutes with Patrick, until he is exhausted. Before Peter takes Patrick back to the castle, the officer still gets a friendly instruction to make sure that that mess in the armory is eliminated. The reaction of the Minotaur spoke volumes, as if to say a fight against an army giant is easier to win.


At 4.30 pm in the throne room


Peter talks shop with Patrick who is a bit upset about being a fighter when Aura and Ariane go through the door to the throne room leading to the apartments. When Patrick sees this, he suddenly gets quiet and gets a slightly depressed face. He realizes that it's time to say goodbye to Papa again. Even before he can really think about it, even Ariane, running on all fours on the throne, jumped to Peter's lap and hugged him tight. Patrick looks at her and realizes that she is sad and can not help but hug his dad too. Peter likes the closeness to the little ones, but not that they are forced to leave him again and again, but it is necessary for Aura and he has to accept that. On the way to Peter makes also Aura, which she sees every time in behavior with the small thoughts, but it remains with just what she has decided. Arriving at Peter, she says quietly to the little ones:

"Your dad will not run away, you'll see him in a few weeks."

"Orea not with you?", Peter a little surprised.

"No, she's already gone to do something.", Aura in a weird way for Peter.

"Oh, okay. I did not know because she did not mention anything."

Aura approaches Peter and kisses him while he sits on the throne with the children. Shortly after she has finished the kiss and Peter sees again something sitting irritated she says soulfully:

"I can understand the little ones, I too miss you now, but it has to be. I also want the kids to learn to take care of themselves in the wild and survive."

After these words Aura nestles her muzzle gently between Ariane and Patrick on Peter's chest. It does not take long for all three of you to embrace each other. Peter, and also Aura, as he can see, enjoys it as long as it lasts, with the absurd hope that the moment would never end. The moment also lasts for Auras circumstances, when going quite a long minutes, but then she ends the beautiful moment by taking off and saying:

"Come on, you two, it's time."

Peter looks at his two and says:

"Come on, I'll take you to the castle gate."

All three slowly get up and move with Mother. Aura is slow to give the three a few minutes until the gate separates again all three of Peter.


Around 17.00 clock


About half an hour after Peter had to leave Aura and the children, he is on his way to his rooms. As always, he already misses them after such a short time. The way to his own living area passes quickly because his thoughts are always with the children and aura. When he arrived and opens the door to his chambers is surprisingly Orea in his room, waiting for him.

Peter surprises: "Are you here? I think you're already gone with Aura."

Orea something serious: "No I'm not and was not intended."

Peter irritated: "And why? Do not get me wrong. It does not bother me, it's just so unexpected."

"Peter, can you remember what Aura said months ago when she first went with the little ones?", Orea curious.

"No how?"

Orea, smirking slightly, "I'll quote you the same. - When I realize that you are lonely and still alone, I will take matters into my own hands. - Do these words say something to you?"

Peter says, "Yeah, but what does that have to do with you?"

"Peter we lionesses are not stupid. Not only did Aura notice how you feel, she also experienced it. At the beginning she also wanted a confirmation from me, because I can assess the people a bit better. That's why she introduced us to each other. She was right to be tormented by her monogamous relationship with her. She and I have been watching you and making preparations in the last few months. Long talk short. From now on, I will permanently take Aura's place when she and the little ones are gone."

"You both can not just decide that for me. I also have a say in that.", Pointing out Peter a little more seriously.

"Normally you're right, but we're not everyone. Aura may be special, but it is not a monster. Your well-being is important to her and alone you are unhappy, everyone sees that. As you've noticed, we've been working towards finding a mate in the last few months, but you've done that rather carelessly, or rather unsuccessfully, so plan B now comes into effect. I can not and do not want to replace aura and the little ones, but I can be someone who is there for you, who gives you affection, tenderness, security and someone to talk to. Aura knows that you like me and me too, we both noticed that and we were pleased. Even the castle has noticed that you are happier, if only I am there."

Peter is surprised and realizes that he can not do anything to stop her. Secretly, he is really happy that she is there.

"Are you something like, my second wife, or how is that understood?", Peter irritated and a little curious.

Orea looks at him in surprise and answers, "No. But if you want me and make me the offer, I like to accept it and the problem would have settled. Aura would have the fewest problems. Otherwise, I'm more of a substitute or friend. In any case, I will stay until Aura becomes sedentary, you can deal better with her absence, the little ones stay with you completely, or you find another spouse."

Orea gets up and walks slowly to Peter. Arrived, she goes with her mouth directly to Peter's right ear. There she whispers lustfully and playfully:

"And until then, I'm looking forward to experiencing your erotic skills in person, of which Aura raves so." Right after she licks his ear and smiles at him and finally passes Peter.

On the way to the door, she walks with her tail up to give him a clear view of her femininity.

"Oh dear, what are they doing with me?", Peter in thought.


Around 21.00 clock


Peter is done with the wash and goes from the bathroom to the bedroom. When his eyes meet the bed, he sees Orea lying on Aura's side to his surprise and looks at him expectantly.

"Did I forget something?" Peter irritated while looking at Orea.

Orea a bit playful: "Seems like that. I said until Aura is back, I'll be glad of your love skills and as long as Aura is gone, this is my place as well as hers. "After a moment's pause, she says," Oh and before you do it again Aura as an objection, no chance, that's all clarified between us, I do not do what they do not approve."

Peter feels inwardly like a puppet, since apparently both much of what has to do with him and the relationship, have already clarified among themselves and he is only condemned to accept it. On the other hand, he also has the thought that there are far worse punishments or constraints than a lioness who lustfully waits for him and a night of love. He walks a bit excited and ambiguous towards the bed on the side facing the bathroom Orea is located. Despite only two and a half meters, the trail is noticeably miles away. When he reaches the bed, he puts his right hand on her left foreleg and begins to say calmly:

"Orea I can understand it, but ......"

Even before he has properly started the sentence, Orea gently puts her right paw on his hand and silences him with a tender kiss. Peter is surprised by the unexpected reaction and wants to break away from Orea, but then something happens that he did not expect. The kiss releases something from his prison, freed from decency and etiquette, to the surface. Even the other things with which he just buried something else or held back offer little resistance to keep it hidden. Peter's free left hand gently grabs Oreas's head and exerts a barely noticeable pressure in his direction as he returns the kiss shortly after its beginning. Orea guessed that he would react to it in a similar way, but not with what follows. Peter releases his right hand from her paw and puts it to her head as well. He releases the kiss with closed eyes and puts her head embracing his forehead on her nose.

Now it is Orea which is confused because she can sense that behind Peter's behavior stuck feelings instead of lust and obedient. She wants to ask what is going on but hardly that she has said the first syllable, put her Peter on the hand on her mouth. Another moment later, he finishes the pleasant hug and looks at Orea half an arm's length away. She looks at him confused because she does not understand what's going on with him. Then Peter quietly and dreamily stops the silence.

"You are right Orea, you are not monsters, but not omniscient. It's ironic that you wanted to pair me with others and have already given me what I should have."

"What?", Orea confused as a little kitten and just looking.

"You! It has, as with Sleeping Beauty, only needed a kiss to wake up what was probably there all the time, but I probably did not allow."

The situation and the kiss which sealed the whole thing, caused the ice to break and all restraints and attempts to ignore it were dashed. Peter's affection now had a free rein to show himself to her. Finally it is Peter who tenderly starts the second kiss and now it is Orea who returns him with confusion. Peter enjoys it after what the two have done with him, which is now Orea, who somehow looks lost in the situation.

Unlike planned by Orea, the evening is anything but exhausting and only for adults. He becomes emotional and gives both some more knowledge on the way. If someone had entered the bedroom hours later, he would have found Peter in Orea's paws, back to stomach, and both had a contented smile. What, apart from the two at that moment, no one knows, is that from now on it is both Aura's and Orea's place and plan A has worked, albeit differently than expected.

This is an explanation which not even the cooks had, how to fill an occupied gap. It was like trying to find the glasses you have on your nose, you can not find them unless you come to the knowledge that you are already wearing them.