Inside the comfortable Riddlehoeven parlor, Lightning and I sit on the long half-moon-shaped divan beside Hans and Kaline, bookending them.
Niall and Maartenwitz have camped out in chairs off to the side, while Minette, Lamant, Vedette, and Lord Lammermoor sit with us on the long divan. Einswine lays his big porcine head on Lamant's knee while Lobo chooses to rub up against Elandior Lammermoor. Gussie perches on Lamant's shoulder. Demos is as always right beside Vedette. Peridot curls in Niall's lap.
Master Taba has just verified what we know to be true. "Blaze and Lightning mated. The pheromones are, well, let's just say potent." He puts on fancy crystal spectacles I didn't notice before. "Also, it's too early to tell if she is pregnant. We will know in the next few days. I will test her then."
Lord Lammermoor's face turns into one great sunshine beam. "This is extraordinary. Two Level Four beasts mated."
