Monderyn and Fendros both gave Ahnasha a despondent look, before slowly turning their heads forward and down. They were silent in thought for a while, and then silent in hopelessness.

"That's a good question," Fendros said.

Monderyn grabbed at his ear and ran his fingers over it. "I don't think there would be anything you could do, at least not in a day. I am sorry, but their thoughts are...fortified, as it were, regarding beast races. It's part of how they grew up. It's who they are."

"I'm not quite sure it's that simple," Fendros added. "Mother is just being traditional; she doesn't like the idea of me with a non-Dunmer because it's different. You say she wants things back they way they were?" Fendros looked across to Monderyn. "Back then, she would interact with beast races in town with no outward disrespect. She just has that Dunmer notion of being the superior race on her mind all the time like some kind of filter. Being with Ahnasha must make her think I'm degrading myself." Fendros traded looks with both Ahnasha and Monderyn, moving his head from side to side hopefully. "I have a feeling she'll come around if she's convinced that I'd take a Dunmer wife in a century or so. She may just end up accepting what she cannot control, otherwise." Fendros steepled his fingers and brought his lips forward to lean on them. "It's just father. I have no idea where to start."

"You know..." Monderyn mumbled in consideration. "He does respect magical skill."

Fendros raised his eyebrows for a moment, but he swiftly closed his eyes and shook his head. "No. Either he'll see Ahnasha as not good enough and decide that you're unworthy or Ahnasha will be too good, causing him to become resentful for being shown up by a khajiit and we're back to where we started. He may be an old mage himself, but that doesn't change his personality."

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Janius raised an eyebrow at Lorag's answer. Perhaps he believed that the champion's pack was harder to find by a lycan than in reality. Regardless, Janius did not have time to consider it further before Meesei closed the distance.

"I honestly don't know what to think either," Janius said. "I mean, I don't think she would get a child just to appeal to your morality for protection. It's been years -- if she wanted to protect herself from you, she could have taken a ship to the furthest reaches of Tamriel, perhaps even further." Janius raised his upper lip in confusion. "Instead she took a hop, a skip, and a jump to Cheydinhal. Only Cheydinhal."

With a sigh, Janius dropped the subject and stepped to begin moving. He pat Lorag roughly on the arm for a bit of encouragement. "We ought to tell Kaleeth."