Astarion watching the twins grow up, and after a number of deacades, they hit the age he was when he was turned.
He watches them perform ceremonies and rites from the Drow and Wood Elf customs, being unfamiliar with those of high elves due to his memory being essentially wiped.
He watched his children perform their ceremonies at half a century, still children in elvish custom, their older sister now a century old, grown and viewed as a fully fledged adult in the elven world—
And he *mourns* in sharp contract of all that his children are experiencing, the things he watches them learn, knowing he missed out on all of it because it was stolen from him-
He takes immense pride in their experiences, in their radiance and joy, but there are some nights he returns home with his husbands, and he cries. He collapses into them and rants and raves and screams in the face of the injustice of Cazador and everything in his life.
And he is *held.* he is comforted.
He is loved and he is cared for and Dagny mourns with him, having lost their childhood and family and everything dear to them.
Dagny and Astarion Reconnecting with the culture of their people all of these years later, finally home in their body and mind and the arms of the others.
And Halsin holds them both.
DAGNY ASTARION PARENTING ANGST AHHH
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