His kids and his brothers', growing up together. Wasn't so long ago, the very thought of it had been out of reach. It was a storybook ending, the sort he'd been fighting tooth and nail for since he'd been born into ballad— only his wasn't that kind of story. Leastways, he hadn't believed it so, before Clio. Muse of History she might be, but till he'd met her, he'd forgotten how to dream of the future.
"We decided on a middle name," Will said it casually, as if it were a by-the-by, watching Tuck's face with a tentative smile. "We thought, both of us, there's two people we'd not be here without, so we wanted to... we wanted to honour them. So she's Hazel Michelle."