Valerian paid his respects to his mother and picked up the white flower that had earlier fallen over his head. He placed it carefully inside his pocket. For him, this was a blessing from his mother.
Fragrantia nodded slightly in approval. Then she said, "Val, it is time to go, you can come here in the future. Flos will be here for you."
The child gazed at the tree, he was very reluctant to leave. Hearing what his aunt said, the boy nodded. He closed his eyes and recalled the promise he made to Flos when he met her astral projection. His breathing calmed down, the slight tremble from sadness in his body vanished, and the boy stood up straight.
When he opened his eyes, there was a resolve in them. Fragrantia could sense that his aura has undergone a qualitative change. The two people turned around and they moved back to the carriage. Illusio had jumped back to Valerian's shoulder.
