"I did it!" Morok clenched his fists in triumph before hugging those he already considered like his in-laws. "Father, mother, I won't let you down."
"Please, don't call me like that." Orion and Jirni said in unison as their stomachs churned.
"While we are at it, do you have any relative who's still single? My Little Flower can use a hand in choosing her partner." Orion asked both Morok and Nalrond.
"Dad, stop it!" Phloria became beet red, trying and failing to put an end to the discussion.
"Sadly, no. I'm the last survivor of my village." Nalrond said, drawing compassion from the small crowd around him.
"Thank the gods, no. As far as I know, I'm the only one my father experimented upon. You don't have to worry about him, I got him killed." Morok said, making Jirni and Orion wonder if it was too late to take back their offer.
"That's… unsettling. Explanations are in order but they can wait. I don't want to ruin this party with morbid topics." Jirni said.
"Giving your daughters away like cattle is morbid, Mom!" Phloria's words only earned her a reproachful look.
"If you had taken better care of your personal lives, you wouldn't have forced your parents to vet your suitors for you. All three of you." Jirni said to her daughters before turning to Tyris who was still giggling at the family drama.
Salaark was a public figure and Leegaain always introduced himself by his real name. Once Jirni had noticed Constable Griffon shadowing Kamila one day out of three, it hadn't taken Jirni much to figure out the Guardian's real identity.
"Your Majesty, I'm afraid that after everything she went through with Lith, my daughter had enough of Dragons and Phoenixes for two lifetimes. Do you have any Griffon you could introduce to her?"
"Mom!"
"What? First you, then Kamila, then Marth, and now your sister has decided to follow in Valeron's footsteps in your dating partners. The good thing about it is that you have a wider choice." Jirni shrugged.
"My sons are too old for Phloria, but I have a few great-grandsons who would be delighted to make her acquaintance." Tyris replied.
"Great Mother almighty! What did I do to deserve this?" Phloria said while stomping her foot in frustration.
"That's a bit of an exaggeration, but thank you." Tyris chuckled, making Phloria realize her blunder. "Gods, this never gets old. As for your question, you are a good person and you deserve all the joy that comes your way."
***
Blood Desert, Salaark's beach house, a few days later.
After the end of the mission, Quylla had certified that Lith needed absolute rest to recover. Keeping his Abomination form for a prolonged time had inflicted great strain upon his life force so the Royals had granted him and Kamila a few days of leave.
The Royal Forgemasters and the Awakened Council were still studying the blueprints of the Golden Griffon. Until they devised a spell that would destroy the lost academy without endangering the rest of the Kingdom, they had no need for him.
Quite the contrary, the Royals wanted Lith to return to the top of his game as soon as possible.
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