Volger looked out across the glacier, his hands deep in his pockets. "May I be frank?"
Alek laughed. "Feel free to put aside your usual tact."
"I shall," Volger said. "When your father decided to marry Sophie, I was one of those who tried to talk him out of it."
"So I have your dismal powers of
persuasion to thank for my existence."
"You're very welcome.

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