"I would never do that, Iona." Adrianna hugged her daughter. "Gods, I missed you so much."
"And I missed you…" Iona sighed as she buried her face in her mother's neck and smelled her familiar scent.
Adrianna pulled away. She looked at her daughter lovingly, taking in her lovely face as she remembered all the days when she was too mischievous to handle and when she would have too many fights with her brother and she would have to come in between them and pull them away. The little one would try to get in a fist fight with Ileus and then would complain when she was hurt.
"That's my little child!" Dmitri had come from the bedchamber. Wearing a white shirt that was unbuttoned on the neck with black trousers, he looked so fresh and handsome that Adrianna sighed.
"Papa!" Iona was about to get up to hug, when he came by her side immediately.
