As expected, Solis's stepmother was waiting for him at the farm. Even more surprisingly, both his half-brothers – Martis and Jovis – had turned up, too, and even his half-sister Luna and her husband Lars were present. The couple looked like they had come straight from the airport…they certainly smelled like it, Solis thought, wrinkling his nose as everyone crowded around his car, trying to maintain the optimal distance, not too close and yet not too far.
The family members all stepped back when the car stopped…perhaps because Solis was glaring at them. Everyone knew Solis didn't like being near people, not even family members.
Noir helped Solis out of the car and into his wheelchair with great care, and wheeled him towards the reception party waiting for them. They were all shocked to note that Solis didn't have the usual look of disgust when Noir touched him…he hadn't even made Noir wear gloves unlike the servants who used to serve him earlier.
