Erik's brows twitched as he realized what Elora was planning. "Well, if you succeed, I might need you girls to keep me grounded…" he muttered, feeling a little ridiculous. "Or, maybe I should just make sure to get my ass kicked every once in a while."
"Hehe, no need for that," Elora giggled, patting her husband's chest from her position in his arms. "I think you can trust myself, Astrid, and Mother-in-law, to keep you grounded."
"What about Emma and Emily?" Erik asked, an eyebrow raised.
Elora uttered a strange mixture of scoffing and chuckling. It didn't feel derogatory, but there was a sense of ridicule. Whether that was directed at Erik or the girls was unsure. "What about them…?"
Erik blinked… and then laughed wryly. "Right…. fair enough."
***
A few moments later, they entered the entrance hall to Erik's dimension and found the others waiting there. Having used his bond to gather them here, Erik looked at his family and servants with a smile.
