"You have been with Lith every moment of his life, becoming closer to him than any member of this family could. You are the closest thing to a twin he has and the daughter that I was never allowed to know."
Elina cupped Solus’s face, c.a.r.e.s.sing it with so much love and tenderness that Solus cried again, but this time out of joy.
"I’m so sorry for never being a part of your life and I know there’s no way I can make up for the lost time, but I would like to try anyway, if you’ll allow me to. Would you give me the privilege of calling you my daughter?"
"Yes." Solus said amid tears. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom
"Then you can call me Mom if you want to." Elina hugged Solus, keeping her as close as she could.
Solus’s knees buckled as the emotion from her life-long dream coming true overwhelmed her. Elina didn’t let her go, helping her to sit on the tower’s floor while one after the other the members of their family joined them in the embrace.
Words had become meaningless, just noise that would have tainted that moment.
Lith joined them last, happy that one of the most important people of his life didn’t have to hide anymore. From that night onward, Solus would be able to share with him every single important moment of his life.
***
A few days later, Faluel called her apprentices to resume their lessons. The Hydra had enough of grieving and stress eating. She needed a distraction, a connection with the world of the living that would keep her mind off the death of her son.
Morok and Nalrond were there as well. They noticed that Faluel was now a few centimeters thicker in every direction. She had enjoyed too much alcohol and too much ice cream for too long.
In the last few days, the Ernas girls had called Lith and Solus often, but they didn’t visit them because they knew all too well that Lith didn’t take huge breakups well. He and Solus needed some time on their own.
Contact amulets allowed the Ernas sisters to keep in touch with them and also to leave them alone the moment they had overstayed their welcome due to the mood swings of their hosts.
"What did I miss, exactly?" Morok asked at the sight of the raggedy group. "You have gained some weight, you look like a hobo, and the rest of you looks like you just returned from the front lines."
He said to Faluel, Lith, and the girls in this order, obtaining a right cross from the Hydra as a sign of appreciation.
"Rude. I don’t look like a hobo." Lith’s clothes were clean due to their spells, but he had a thick beard and looked like someone who drank too much and didn’t bathe often.
Staying in the tower to avoid suitors and bores also meant too much time alone to think while Solus let her new family know her as well as she knew them. Lith had become quite addicted to the Red Dragon and he didn’t give a damn about appearances anymore.
"I took several huge blows recently, but I’m soldiering up like usual." He said.
"Yeah, right." Solus said with a sneer. "If by soldiering up you mean listening in a loop to two depressing songs and then punch the walls until you bleed, then you’re doing one heck of a job."
Lith listened to Cerin Drion’s Ashen whenever he thought about how Kamila must have felt after the break-up and to Johnny Payload’s Wounded whenever he wallowed in self-pity, drinking himself to sleep.
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