As Chronos stood there, with Sophia still in his embrace, a sudden shift in the air caught his attention.
In a shimmer of a familiar deep purple dimensional energy, Grandmama materialized beside him, her aged yet regal presence commanding the room.
With a gentle smile on her weathered face, she extended her arms towards Chronos, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears.
Grandmama's touch was soft, her illusively frail arms enveloping Chronos with a love that transcended time.
In that shared moment, the weight of Grandmama's worry became palpable, and her voice quivered with relief
"Oh, my dear Chronos... We were so worried about you. The days felt like an eternity, and every passing moment without word from you was agonizing."
Chronos, overwhelmed by the depth of her concern, leaned into Grandmama's embrace…
"I'm sorry, Grandmama,"
He murmured, his voice laced with guilt and regret.
"It was... beyond my control..."
