As Cargan exited his study, he found himself face-to-face with Afina's parents. Their faces were etched with worry. He saw all the love they had for their daughter in their eyes.
It was bigger than any love he'd received in the whole of his immortal life. He wondered if that was how loving felt like. When you cared deeply for someone, was that how it'd be easy to feel like one could pluck love from the eyes of the lover if they wanted? Because it was too much—it was overflowing.
He didn't stand in the presence of his subjects but this intrigue led him to remain in the presence of these ones. He halted in his tracks, looking at them.
A heavy silence hung in the air, broken only by the gentle rustle of the blue-haired one mother's silk gown.
Her mother bowed deeply, her voice thick with emotion. "Your eminence, please, take care of o—our Baby Blue."
