10 Years Later

You make your way through the crisp spring air of the forest. Since your oldest son moved out last summer, it is been a long winter, and you have missed him dearly. You try your best to recall the path through the deep forest, you've been exposed to more than enough satyr magic over the years to overcome most enchantments.

As you approach the clearing where his hut was located, she can hear a rhythmic, slapping sound getting louder. Curiosity gets the better of you, so you hide in some bushes and creep closer, eventually greeted by the sight of your son pounding a pale, blonde-haired woman from behind, her rapturous moans accompanying the slapping sound of their union.

You continue to watch the carnal display until you hear the young satyr grunt and empty himself into his lover. The woman's legs quiver and shake, clearly enjoying the sensation of being filled. You can also see that the woman is pregnant, judging by the size of her belly and your own experiences, with twins no less.

“Well, you two have been busy.” You smile to yourself as you recall your own experience meeting Pavros and the first year you spent together.

While you reminisce, you idly watch as your son removes himself from his lover and, deciding to leave the young lovers a little privacy, you head back into the forest, excited at the prospect of being a grandmother.