Then, he noticed Elphyn's watery eyes, her small face full of sorrow, and the fact that she had thrown her diaries, books of magic, and grimoires in the lit fireplace.
"I'm sorry, Daddy. I don't want to learn magic anymore. Please stop yelling at Mom." She said amid hiccups, sniffling as tears and snot ran down her face. "I'm sorry, Mommy, I changed my mind.
"I love Dad more than I love magic. I beg you, please don't send him away. I don't want Dad to die." Just saying it out loud made Solus burst into tears.
Her short legs buckled as she clung to Threin's legs, begging him to not abandon her over and over. Her words soon turned into a sorry mess, just like her, barely understandable.
"Oh gods, look what have you done, Ripha!" Threin kneeled down, hugging Elphyn in the attempt to reassure her that he was fine and that he wasn't going anywhere.
"You mean what we have done." She replied, kneeling down as well and joining the embrace to show Solus that she wasn't angry with either of them.
"You are right. What we have done. We are a couple of red crystals." He sighed.
"Don't say that, Dad. Mom doesn't like it. She'll get angry again." Elphyn said while looking at her mother who smiled at her.
"No, he's right. Because red crystals are crap, orange are farts, and yellow are piss." She repeated her rankings about mana crystals with a chuckle. "Daddy and Mommy have been really bad. Like two poopheads."
"Can I say that?" Elphyn sniffled.
"Please, no. That's a bad word that only bad adults use." Ripha shook her head.
"And the crystals?"
"Only to offend bad people, like Dad did. Okay?"
"Okay." Solus kept hugging her parents, afraid that the moment she let them go, the yelling would resume.
Threin and Menadion rarely argued which made their quarrels much scarier for a little girl who was used to living with a loving family.
"I'm really sorry, Epphy. I'm sorry, Ripha." Threin said. "I didn't mean any of those things. I'm not going anywhere. I promise that I'll stay with you two for the rest of your life."
"Pinkie promise?" Elphyn offered him her small finger.
"Pinkie promise." Threin held the pinkie gently with his own and then Ripha's who had mimicked their daughter.
"Always remember that you can't die without my permission." She said. "I hereby order you to always be healthy and safe."
Solus nodded in agreement, relaxing only after Threin sealed his second promise as well.
"I'm sorry we lost our temper, Ripha. Do you have copies of Epphy's books?" He pointed at the still-burning flames of the fireplace.
"No, I'm the one who's sorry, Threin. We shouldn't have acted like that to each other, especially in front of Epphy. As for the books, you don't have to worry about them." A wave of her hand retrieved the tomes that turned out to be unscathed.
"You know how messy Epphy is. I made them fireproof, crayon-proof, waterproof, and lots of proofs."
The little girl squealed in joy when Menadion handed her the treasures that she had believed lost forever. Then, she paled in fear and looked at Threin's reaction.
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