"Salaark's palace is the most beautiful place I have ever seen, but I can't stand the thought of living here. Lutia is the place where I was born, where I met your mother, and where I hope that in a very distant future I'll die surrounded by the love of my grandkids." Raaz said.
"Don't worry, Dad." Lith returned the embrace. "Rena gave you four grandkids and I'm certain that with a bit of effort Tista can give you just as many."
"Don't get smart with me, son, or the next time your mother gives you the speech I'll side with her instead of you." Raaz said with an amiable tone while patting Lith's back.
"You wouldn't dare." Lith looked him in the eyes while swallowing a lump of saliva.
"Welcome back, Solus. We all missed you a lot." Raaz dodged the question, sending a cold shiver down his son's back.
"Thanks, Dad. I missed you, too." She would have liked to come out of the stone ring and greet him properly, but she couldn't.
