Present day.
"...And there you have it. One of the worst love stories in history, I tell you. Kaden is always one for the dramatics, I swear," Holton snorted.
"Papa, it's loud…" Hazel complained, nudging her head irritably against his shoulders. Seated on his lap, she was brought all the way from Wraith to comfort Uncle Kaden, but her Papa had been telling a bedtime story for far too long.
"There, there, your Papa just likes to share stories from his youth," Holton snickered, patting his younger daughter. She let out light laughter, for it made her Papa sound older than he appeared.
"You two are useless," Mia deadpanned. She had flown them to Ritan in hopes that the duo would be able to cheer Kaden up. They only made the situation worse by speaking of some silly tale about star-crossed lovers in an era far too away from modern day.
