Walking to where his mother sat, he bent down to kiss her temple, "How is Maximillian?" asked Mrs Carmichael.
"He's doing well. The head council sanctioned his leave earlier than mine. He will probably be posted in the same town, at least that's what he's been hoping for," looking at Vivian who sat on the floor, Leonard walked around the couch to take a seat at the side, "You don't have to knit mother, you do know that you get decent clothes in Isle valley."
"I am aware but I want to be able to do such small things for my son," said Mrs Carmichael with a smile, "Vivian said you went hunting. How was it? We need to plan it as a family picnic."
"That we will have to. There are quite some deer now in the forest, especially fully grown ones," Leonard's gaze fell on the girl who was knitting in full concentration, "Where's father?" he enquired seeing his father missing in the room.
