Lief Sigurd
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Lief forced a smile at his daughter, not exactly befitting his usual pale pallor. He let her tug him upstairs. The man didn't hope that he would be forced to play with dolls or something as equally horrible. His blue eyes darted about as he took in the room before him. "So, girls, what was it that you wanted to show me?" If he didn't know better, the man would have sworn that his daughter had springs stuck to the bottom of her shoes. He noticed that Eliza was also trying to get her own daddy in on this- which he then figured to mean Tristan. He smirked, figuring that it if this indeed turned out to be something horrible, at least his older brother would be stuck with him.