Edyk left later the same day, having exhausted long hours with Fan in the captain's cabin. Soon the Dannemora would sail back for its home ports, and the selkie wanted to make certain that all was arranged. He was gone nearly three days -- returning as eve began to settle over waves and port, the night air to chill. He wasn't alone in his return, a group of the same selkie that had come to Iman's aid that night coming with him. They waited patiently in the waters as Edyk made his way back onto the ship, a rather sober look on his face. He nodded to the sidhe sailors that he met on his way, not quite addressing the question in their faces, not answering their curiosity about the selkie in the cool waters below. It had been his men to accompany his then lord and father. It was him and them the old selkie had called when hope had rekindled desire for an heir, and first they had heard young Iman singing down the waters. When Edyk came aboard it wasn't his lover's cabin that he headed for, but rather the young weather mage's. Without another word he ushered out Caul and closed the door, remaining with the rather startled youth for close to half an hour. When he emerged his imperturbable face sported a new bruise, and young Iman stood trembling with his hands to his face, disbelieving that he had actually struck the other. Such things he had said! Edyk left Caul to tend to his mate and headed next door to speak to Fan. It was done then, and things were slowly falling into place. Edyk, one of my most recent rp charas and leader of the selkie armies.