"Damion," Mrs. Oxlicir, Damion's mother, wore a traditional red embroidered long dress with a ribbon tied around her waist. The short woman hugged her son excitedly.
Her heart was filled with excitement at the sight of her long-lost son, and her blue eyes were brimming with love and affection.
"My son," Damion's father, a bear-like man, said, patting him on the head, "did you make any friends?"
"What are you talking about, darling? Our son definitely has a lot of friends," she looked at her husband in disapproval, and turned back to her son, "But more importantly, did you get a girlfriend?"
At this topic, the two parents looked at their son expectantly.
"No. I'll just marry my cousin," Damion said in a bland tone.
"What's wrong, darling? Did someone break your heart?" the mom asked worriedly.
"No," Damion shook his head.
"Oh?" the two parents didn't know what to think about this.
