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"Sit down," Al'ika said. She took a break from cooking and got him a huge mug of water. "Drink this, it'll help," she said.
 
"I was going to stay at home and work on some sewing," Al'ika said. "I have so many things to mend. Visit Father and Flish again, and go to the tavern."
 
Al'ika smiled and she began her sewing. Most of her dresses had quite a few tears in them, and she spent hours sitting in her rocking chair, sewing.
 
Keth spent the day out wrestling with his son, stopping for lunch, then engaging in combat training out in the woods. He stopped by after that to help Kat with chores.
 
After sewing, Al'ika began to do the rest of the laundry, folding everything from outside, where it hung out to dry, and replacing it with the newly mended clothes.
 
Keth finally got home, covered in sweat from a hard days' work. "How your day go?" he asked, sitting down in a chair and getting water.
 
Keth wandered into the bar and got them a corner table with more seats in case anyone else showed up. He ordered pork ribs and ale for the table.
 
Keth saw Issak and Jep across the bar. Jep surprisingly didn't have anyone with him. "What Jep doing?" he asked, wondering as Jep was watching his brother while conversing with the other guests.
 
"Something I'm helping with, and I'm not telling until Jep's ready," Al'ika said mysteriously, kissing Keth's cheek. She smiled and nodded to her brother.
 
Jep nodded back and walked over. "I don't get how he does it," he said. "All that fruity, flowery stuff."
 
Seeing the confused look on Keth's face, Jep quietly divulged his plan to him, making sure Keth wouldn't tell Issak,
 
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