Supreme Magus novel Chapter 1677

Phloria was a very tall woman by Mogar's standards, 1.8 meters (5'11") tall. She had the lean yet muscular build of a professional swimmer, olive-colored skin, and hazel eyes.

After Awakening, her waist-long unruly hair had become naturally straight, silky, and so black that they almost looked blue under the sunlight. Body refining had also perfectly harmonized her muscles with her physique, giving her gentler features and a more feminine appearance.

"Dad, you look terrible. You need to sit down, enjoy some good food, and rest a bit. When was the last time that you slept in your bed?"

Orion Ernas was a man in his mid-forties, over 1.96 meters (6'5") tall with black hair and brown eyes. The military training and the constant use of powerful spells as a Forgemaster had tempered his body, giving him toned muscles that made his uniform fit like a glove.

Even though Lith rejuvenated his body regularly, Orion had now some wrinkles around temples and bags under his eyes. He had yet to shave for the day and his stubble made him look even more tired than he actually was.

"I don't have time to-" Orion's words died in his throat when he looked into Phloria's eyes and saw how worried she was. "A few weeks ago."

"And I bet that you worked non-stop since you left the house. Dad, you need to take care of yourself."

Orion was an adult man and one of the most influential people of the Kingdom, yet it would always take his daughter just a few words to make him feel like a dumb kid. Ever since he had got three of them, every time he looked at himself through their eyes he felt as if he was facing a court martial.

"Fine. Let me treat you to something better than the army canteen." Orion said while offering her his arm.

"Really? Then maybe I can tempt you with a nap." She replied while walking arm in arm.

"Maybe."

Orion brought her to the Phoenix's Nest, one of the best restaurants of the capitol where the Ernas couple had a table always reserved. It was located in front of a panoramic window with a view into the inner garden of the establishment.

It allowed the customers to dine while enjoying the songs of the many birds that inhabited the place and the smell of the freshly watered flowers. Their table was also more spaced from the others, giving them privacy.

During the day, when most of the customers would be high officials of the Kingdom instead of couples, the Phoenix's Nest used enchanted tables that kept the conversations from being overheard.

Orion ordered a pint of dark beer, a fillet steak with green pepper sauce, spiced potatoes, and a vegetable cream for fibers. Phloria ordered the same and forbade the waiter to bring any alcohol to the table.

House Ernas had spent a small fortune to repair all the damage caused by Orion's drunken outbursts and throwing another in a public place would have destroyed more than furniture, it would have ruined Orion's career.

He grunted, steeling his gaze and preparing to give her a piece of his mind.

Then their eyes met and he was back on the stand of the court martial, reading a long list of charges of his own making.

They ate slowly, chatting only about the most insignificant details of their lives. Yet that moment of respite spent not worrying about what had happened but appreciating what he had, reminded Orion of how much he missed dining with his family.

Of how much he missed Jirni's nagging at him to be back home for every meal so that they could always spend some time together, no matter how heavy their workload was.

He pushed that painful memory away and kept only the warmth that his daughter had gifted him with.