Lucian's return to his family estate was met with pride and celebration. His parents, Lord Aldric and Lady Elara, had received word of his new title and were beaming with pride as he entered the manor.
"My son, Defender of Arlanor," Lord Aldric said, clapping him on the shoulder. "I couldn't be prouder."
Lady Elara embraced him tightly. "You've made us so proud, Lucian. I always knew there was something remarkable about you."
His older sister, Amelia, gave him a playful nudge. "Look at you, little brother. A hero now, are you?"
Lucian chuckled, feeling a rare warmth. Though he was the former Demon King, this simple human pride felt… good. It was a feeling he hadn't experienced in the demon realm.
The evening was filled with laughter and celebration. Lucian felt himself relaxing, enjoying the warmth of family and the simplicity of human joy.