Zeph could smell his offspring a mile away, felt his presence even before that, even if it took him a double-take with the strange makeup on to recognize him. “Tully...” it only took one work for his PA to get the idea and he moved quickly to Remus’ side.
“Sir,” Tully started with a bow, “Master Zeph would like a word, if it pleases you...” with a sweeping gesture, Tully directed Remus’ attention to where Zeph stood, leaning against a tree, looking dapper as Gomez Addams, waiting for the other master to come to him.
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