The next morning, Raven was the first one to wake up. He washed up and went to the kitchen, wondering if he should start preparations for breakfast or wait for the others to get up. After drinking a glass of water, he decided to exercise a little in the garden. If the others hadn't woken up by then, he'd ask one of the servants to make breakfast arrangements. Raven wasn't really all that interested in cooking – he only enjoyed it when it was a group activity which involved Mana and Jules – and now the others as well.
Just as Raven stepped out into the garden, a chirpy voice reached his ears.
"Daddy!" Azar called out happily.
Raven turned around and found King Jaren stepping into the villa with Azar in his arms.
"Good morning, Papa! Good morning, Azar!" Raven greeted them with a big smile. "The envoys left?"
King Jaren nodded, looking visibly relieved.
"Grandpapa threw bad man out!" Azar informed Raven.
Raven frowned. "What happened, Papa?" he asked.
