This time, Karium rose from his seat when his mother made her way towards him. Still, he felt tight-lipped. Until one and a half day ago, he never thought that he would find himself in this situation.
"Karium," Marozia Castelof called out when she halted just two steps before her son. "Are you alright? You locked yourself up the whole day." She paused and with a bit of reluctance, she added, "I was so worried."
"I'm fine," was his only response.
"I know you hate me," the Empress muttered in a downhearted voice. "But can you please give me one more chance? Please give me some time. I will explain everything to you after that."
Nervously pressing her fingers together, she looked up at her son who was way taller than her now. When she left Welahan 11 years ago, he was just a 9-year-old boy but now, he had truly grown up.
