The hall of the house glowed with a soft amber light.
The scent of simmering herbs and a fresh fish dish still lingered in the air as everyone gathered around the low wooden table.
The fire crackled quietly in the hearth, painting warm shades over Kael's relaxed posture as he leaned back on the couch, one arm draped lazily over the backrest.
Alenia sat opposite him, calm and composed as ever, while Evethra stood at Kael's side, refilling his cup before settling down just close enough to be within reach if he so much as raised a finger.
Lyra was helping Rue and Rina untangle the strings of a wooden toy they'd somehow managed to knot beyond recognition, and Selene was quietly scribbling on a slate board, pretending not to eavesdrop.
Druvarn—still in his plushy bear form—sat cross-legged beside the twins, nibbling on a piece of bread that looked far too big for his tiny paws.
Kael broke the silence first, his golden eyes glinting with lazy amusement.
