"Victor, I would like to ask you something. When you return, will you consider meeting up with the other heroes? I don't know where they are, but I know where most of them are, and I can send them letters to meet up. I bet they'd all be happy to know you're alive."
Victor shook his head negatively. "Rosalyne, that won't be necessary. Word of my name spread through the kingdom a few weeks ago, so they already know about me. Besides, I'm not here for reunions or to meet with those who... Anyway, my mission in the capital is more personal this time."
Rosalyne frowned, surprised by Victor's answer. "More personal? Care to share?"
He straightened in his chair, assuming a more solemn posture. His eyes shone with a mixture of pride and responsibility. "I came to help my daughter."
