"At the academy, you saved my daughters from Balkor and then from themselves after what Nalear did to them. You saved them from the Odi, from the Undead Courts at the Feymar mines, and the gods know how many more times.
"When Thrud kidnapped my Little Flower, I had to send you to her rescue. You were with her during her final moments, not me. You are the reason my wife and newborn daughter are safe, Lith.
"You saved your son against impossible odds. Valeron might grow up while resenting you, but he will still grow up. Your child is still alive, and you can fix your relationship with him.
"It’s more than I can say. More than I can dream of." Orion took a deep breath to calm his raging emotions for Phloria and regain his composure.
Lith kept staring at the scenery and remained silent, pretending not to notice that Orion’s eyes were misted with held-back tears.
"You were there for Valeron when he needed you, and you are still there for him now. It’s he who turns you away. You haven’t given up on him." When Orion spoke again, his voice was steady and his eyes clear.
"Valeron may resent you for a while, but he will soon realize how much that matters. How much he matters to you. That’s something nobody can take away from him, and that will keep the bitterness and rage away when he grows up."
"Thanks, Orion." Lith finished his drink in one gulp and patted Orion’s shoulder. "It means a lot coming from you."
"Don’t thank me, you daft bastard." Orion grunted. "I’m not joking. The wound in my pride is so deep that it wouldn’t surprise me if it reached my heart and I dropped dead right here and now."
"If you do, please, try to fall forward." Lith replied with a straight face. "I have yet to put a dirt-proof enchantment on the carpet, and the Queen cut my furniture funds. That cheapskate said she is no longer paying my bills for the Mansion and I can do it myself."
"You dare call someone else a cheapskate?" Orion had a good laugh. "This is the pot calling the kettle black if I ever saw one."
"Still, the carpet is new, and since the Royals were paying, I splurged a bit." Lith shrugged. "If you have to, fall through the window, not on the floor."
"I’m moved by your care." Orion punched Lith’s shoulder hard enough for Lith to feel it, but not hard enough to hurt his hand.
"I do care." Lith replied. "For the carpet."
They remained silent for a few minutes, until they sorted out their respective feelings.
"How is Jirni doing?" Lith asked.
"She’s bummed." Orion sighed. "At first, she was scared that the Gernoff would attack and put your family in danger. After she learned about Raldarak, she wanted the Gernoff to attack. To take them all out in one fell swoop without moving a finger herself."
"I hear you." Lith sighed back. "I hoped the same thing for Meln."
"Now it’s too late for the easy way out, but I’m not scared of the hard way." Orion’s gaze steeled. "We never stopped preparing, you know? This time, when the moment comes, I’m going to be by baby girl’s side and kick as many asses as I need to keep her safe."
***
Lith learned of the presence of Thrud’s Divine Beasts only the next day, when they asked Leegaain for breakfast. They had been discreet and avoided getting noticed, especially by Phloria’s parents.
Ufyl didn’t have the heart to face them after his involvement in Phloria’s death and was afraid that his guilt might transpire through the Dragon Scales. If that were to happen, he would have made Valeron’s situation much harder.
"What are they doing in my home?" Lith snarled.
"Valeron wanted to hear both sides of the story." Leegaain Warped the Divine Beasts away, along with all the food they might need. "They are his family, and I thought you wouldn’t mind."
"And you were right." Lith nodded. "They can stay as long as Valeron wants, but keep them away from the Ernas."
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