Follow up for chapter 3. Own nuthin'.
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As expected, his daughter did not trust him at first.
"If you're my father, what's Grandmam's name?"
"Sophie."
"Wrong! Her name is Elfin Queen-"
"No, it's Sophie." Her mother cut her off and twined hands with him.
"Well, then why don't you have any wedding photographs?"
"Because we were never married."
"So how did you have me?" she demanded. Deryn let out a long sigh and Alek ran a hand through his hair, blushing.
"Darling, you don't have to be married to have a baby, but you have to be an adult."
"Uncle Jaspert says you were barely an adult when you had me."
"Don't listen to Uncle Jaspert."
"So, is he really my father?"
"Yes."
"Then he knows the password." Abigail said, watching him suspiciously.
"The password is..." Alek decided to take a wild guess. "The password is 'password'?"
She stared at Alek, wide eyed.
"You are my Da, then!"
And before Alek had time to collect his thoughts, she flew into his arms.