Canary had sat down beside Magnus. Vespara, on the other hand, had excused himself after knowing that the family would need some time for themselves to talk and have a conversation from one's deep heart to another. They were still in Magnus's study room, staring outside the window that had turned deep black with a blue hue hinted around the moon.
Upon staring at the half moon together, Canary finally spoke first to him, "Your father…"
Magnus turned to her and then looked back at the window. He was reminded of the things he had wanted to tell his aunt soon but had forgotten. This was the right time and so he spoke, "Do you know father's real name until now, Aunty?"
Canary shook her head, "Of course, I could not. It would be dangerous for him if anyone who he cannot trust would know his real name. It's a shame. Your mother has told me until now that he had once wished that he could be called by his name like any other normal people."
