"The gods made the earth for all men to share. Only when the kings come with their crowns and steel swords, they claimed it was all theirs. "My trees," they said, "you can’t eat them apples. My stream, you can’t fish here. My wood, you’re not t’ hunt. My earth, my water, my castle, my daughter, keep your hands away or I’ll chop ‘em off, but maybe if you kneel t’ me I’ll let you have a sniff." You call us thieves, but at least a thief has t’ be brave and clever and quick. A kneeler only has t’ kneel."
"Power is a curious thing, my lord. Who lives? Who dies? Power resides where men believe it resides. No more and no less. A shadow on the wall, yet shadows can kill. And ofttimes, a very small man can cast a very large shadow."
AU: Caskett take their newborn baby boy to the precinct while they are working on a case. - Requested by anon.
It’s up to you to make your own history.
And though they live happily,
it was not ever after.