Soren was settled beside Noren's grave.
"I'm sorry for bothering you too often," Soren gently touched the gravestone, "maybe it's because I feel helpless. When I feel weak, I feel like coming to you."
His lips trembled as he looked down at the rose bouquet placed in front of the grave, "you were my strength." Tears found their way down his cheeks.
"Oh yeah," he wiped his tears, a smile taking over his lips, "Moren has fallen in love. He was always acting like a leader, leader, but he looks exactly like a little kid when it comes to his love life." He chuckled. Then his smile faded, "he has been struggling a lot. I think it's because of Father."
