"LORD WINCHELL, we have prepared a banquet to celebrate your return."
Winchell, seated on a throne in a shrine built for him, looked at the young man standing in front of him.
It was Solaris, his one and only son. This was the first time that he saw his child personally. After all, he already ascended to the heavens before he was even born. Now looking at him closely, he could see that his son resembled him.
Solaris just looked neater as he donned the clan's maroon robe with golden embroidery of the Fire Mage symbol: the Red Phoenix, of course.
Anyway…
Standing next to Solaris was the current Sun Priestess– Solenn, her granddaughter. Like Solaris, the young lady wore a robe. But the one she wore was white, and it was decorated with golden embroidery that depicted worshipping the sun.
She looks a little like Soleil. But of course, my little sister is prettier.
Both Solaris and Solenn had already stopped aging.
