There actually wasn't exactly a gathering of the women; he'd find Aviendha in a courtyard, surrounded by young mortal children, to whom she was reading a story, accompanied by illusions to improve the story. He'd also note that two of his daughters were here; the eldest, who had gone into training to be a wizard, teaching a class of mixed outsiders and mortals some of the finer points of magical theory, while another was leading work in a forge, along with a dozen apprentices.<br/><br/>Aviendha merely smiled up at him, as he made his appearance, but didn't falter in her storytelling, keeping the momentum going until she'd finished the tale, before dismissing the children, and approaching him. "Welcome home, my love."