After Loren's father arrived things got a bit awkward for a split of a second, especially for Daimon since Vereth couldn't hide the worried expression he had every time he looked at him.
But he also looked at his daughter smiling and chatting with Mireya and Calvin as they put the dishes on the table, and ultimately sighed, ignoring the five Half Emperors who could kill him on the spot he spoke what was on his mind.
"Some generations ago, my ancestor trusted the wrong person and my family paid the price, I know that none of the people here were alive back when it happened… or at least were not in a position to do anything about it".
"But still, it's a hard to swallow pill to get a call from my only daughter to be asked to trust the destiny of my family, to people she met not too long ago".
