Before Bronn could react, a booming laugh echoed across the landscape, shaking the trees and scattering birds.
The Barbarian King pounded his chest, his massive form radiating strength. "You've brought great honor to our tribe, my son! The blood of kings runs strong in your veins!"
Bronn, wide-eyed, quickly broke into a broad grin.
"Father!" he roared, his voice just as deep and powerful as his father's, though tinged with awe.
He leaped forward, closing the distance instantly, and embraced the giant man.
The ground trembled as the two collided, their laughter filling the air.
Watching the scene, Amelia could only blink in surprise, her eyes wide.
Spark, noticing her expression, shook his head, his tone dry. "See? Like father, like son. Subtlety doesn't run in their family."
Bronn stepped back, still grinning. "I didn't expect you to be here, Father! What brings you?"
