Enjoying another break from his gruesome job, Gilfort and his family took a trip out of the city. They were headed to a beach nearby their home. Where they would stay for a while was a decent little cabin just yards from the shoreline.

The family eagerly unpacked the carriage and set up in the cabin. The children, of course, were excited as could be. They jumped up and down, urging Gilfort to take them to the water, where they would play for hours on end.

The children were having an absolute blast, and Margret smiled at them from a cabin window. She was making some finishing touches on the cabin so that it would be ready for them to stay in. After scrubbing the furnace thoroughly, she was finally finished, and continued to watch her husband and kids have fun in the water. Gilfort was throwing his son into the air, making it look like he's doing impressive acrobatics such as cartwheels and flips before he hits the water. Gilfort would let his daughter mount him like a horse and take a ride around in the ocean. She was a bit younger than her brother, and she would pretend to slay him like a real horsewoman. Being the big brother, he would play along and act dead.

Margret has learned a few things about stealth from Gilfort before. Her last lesson was practicing stealth on the water. Grinning, she slipped into her bathing suit and snuck down the the ocean. She took a deep breath and dove to the bottom so that nobody would see the disturbance. Swimming under the three, she darted up at Gilfort's ankles, grabbed them and yanked him under. She pulled him down to eye level and kissed him, then let him go, swimming up with him.

They emerged simultaneously, surprising the kids. "Mommy!" Shouted Tommy, the son. "That's right! I scared daddy!" Margret exclaimed. "You learn fast, Margret! I'm impressed," said Gilfort, "Soon, Tommy will learn what I have taught you." Gilfort looked at his two children. "And maybe you, too, Julie," he said to his daughter," he said to his daughter, "Then all three of you can surprise me like mommy did!" They laughed and played until the sun started to set.

That night, the children and Margret were fast asleep. Gilfort was reading a novel about a man just like him in nearly every way. Suddenly, he heard a board creak, but he thought it was the cabin settling. Then, he heard a loud shattering like a vase falling over. Margret woke up, worried that something was wrong. "Gilfort, what was that?" She asked. "I don't know, hon," he replied, "Here take my dagger and protect the kids. Careful not to cut yourself, for that's a powerful, fast acting poison." Margret nodded and ran to the kids' room, quickly hiding them and sitting behind the door. Gilfort put some of his new poison on his sword and hid in the shadows of the cabin. He saw the intruders: two masked men with razor sharp daggers, looting whatever valuables they could find. Acting fast, Gilfort charged them, bashing the skull of one with the hilt of his sword, which knocked him out. Turning to the other man, they fought. Quickly, Gilfort countered the man's attack and struck him down. It was the poison that killed him in a matter of seconds. He tied the unconscious man up and took him to the authorities, who mended his wound and threw him in a dungeon.

Returning home, Gilfort went to see his family, safely huddled up. "We're safe," he said, "For now."