About eighteen or nineteen years ago.

[That is Suspiciously the sum of her daughters' age plus a little over nine months, but look. Caleb's a smart man, and Ambro's not going to bring up the obvious when that just makes shit awkward.]

I think all of us tried to reach out to him, see if there was still a part of Terowyn left, but his soul had already gone to wherever he was destined for. I'm at least at peace with that.

[Having a weird evil doppelganger with his memories, not so much.]