"Why?" Solus asked in confusion. "Can't I cuddle you like Mom?"
"For the gods' sake, no! I mean, you'll understand when you grow up." Threin had to drop the argument since Menadion's glare was about to drill a hole in his head. "Fine, you can stay.
"But tomorrow you must be a good girl and stay in your room until sunrise. Promise?"
"Promise, daddy." Elphyn moved toward him but the now dressed Ripha dragged the child to her bosom, giving her husband the opportunity to wear something as well.
That night, Solus' memory of when she embraced her mother and Threin embraced them both, took place in a different time, place, and with different people. Just like in the past, she felt loved, protected, and safe.
And she wasn't the only one.
