"It wasn't just me. Mom commissioned the tapestries and Dad had the p aintings drawn after noticing how much the t0wer‘s decorations m eant to you. I just put in the money and cooked a lot of food." Lith s aid, returning Solus' embrace.
"Thanks, Mom. Thanks, Dad." She hugged them as well, but this time s he carefully controlled her strength. "Isn't it a bit overkill for just the t en of us? I mean, even if Granma brings a few people like the last t ime, it's still too much."
“No, dear. We invited all your friends." Elina replied as the door o pened and from the Mansion's gate arrived Selia, Nalrond, Protector, a nd their kids.
Then, it was the turn of Kalla, Nyka, and Nok.
"Happy birthday, Solus. I hope you don't mind if I brought several plus o ne." Salaark wore a comfortable emerald evening dress to give her s wollen belly the space it needed.
"Happy birthday, Elphyn, Solus, or whatever you call yourself now."
Sinmara looked stunning in her emerald green evening dress that b rought out her ?aming red hair and matched the color of her eyes.
"You have no idea how long I've waited for your invitation. It was rude o f you to keep me hanging until now." The tall Phoenix of Darkness l eaned forward to hug Solus, drowning her in a pleasant ?owery smell o f her hair.
Solus had to admit that Sinmara was really pretty as her eyes followed t he cute little ?eckless that went from her eyes to her nose. Then, she f ound herself staring at those on the generous bosom of the Phoenix's human form that such position left exposed.
"Did we know each other in the past?" Solus asked, suddenly u nderstanding Lith's reaction upon their ?rst meeting.
'1 guess l do like women as well.‘ She thought.
"Menadion had a lot of Phoenixes as her apprentices. There was a l ong queue, but it was worth the wait." Sinmara handed Solus a r ectangular present that was clearly a painting, making her squirm w ith joy.
"Always nagging at your friends, dear sister. It's no surprise that no o ne wants you around.“ The most handsome man that Solus had ever s een walked through the door.
He looked to be in his early thirties, about 1.84 meters (6') tall, with w heat blonde hair and blue eyes as clear as the sky. His tight-?tting e ven clothes emphasized the con?dent grace of his movements and t oned body Solus’ jaw fell to the ?oor, along with those of every woman in the r oom but his relatives.
"Who invited you here, Surtr?" Sinmara snarled more than spoke.
"Hey, I resent that!" Raaz, Senton, and Protector said before their eyes f ell onto the woman who walked by Surtr's side and was easily his m atch.
Rethia looked to be in her early thirties as well, as tall as her husband t hanks to the heels. She had hair of the same tinge of red as the s etting sun and silver eyes that shone like stars.
She wore a silver evening dress that matched her eyes and e mphasized her hair and her rosy skin.
The v neckline of her dress wasn't deep, but enough to show how s hapely her ?gure was and draw the attention of anyone who a ppreciated female beauty. Her slender limbs moved with a grace that f urther ampli?ed her beauty and her smile was so bright that it could b reathe new life into a corpse.
Lith hadn't stared at a woman like that ever since his ?rst meeting w ith Nalear as a kid, but there was little he or anyone else could do. It w as as if Faluel's grace had met Tyris' beauty, giving birth to an i rresistible allure.
It took Lith a second too long and sheer willpower to stop ogling at h er while the other men needed a few nudges from their respective c ompanions. SuItr's charms had lost their effect once the women had n oticed the stupid look on the face of their husbands.
"Mom invited me, dear sister." Surtr said while shaking Lith's hand.
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