"Can I? Please?" The academy had turned from a place Fenrir wanted to go to a prison her parents could dump her into to get rid of her for five years.
"Of course, you can, baby girl. Just be careful up there. You too, Bash." Selia was glad that her daughter had lost most of her defiant attitude, but, at the same time, seeing her so scared pained Selia’s heart.
"I’ve done this countless times with my siblings, and none of them ever got hurt even though they couldn’t fly on their own, yet." The Cron replied, and Fenrir had her small, fiery wings appear from her back.
She used them to float, showing her mother that she didn’t need magic, which she had, to protect herself in case she fell off Bash’s back.
"Be careful anyway, okay?" The little girl and her steed nodded in reply before bolting toward the sky.
The huntress heard Fenrir laugh and cry with joy, feeling a burden come off her chest.
"Well, how was Lutia?" Lith asked, pretending not to have spectated the whole thing from start to finish.
Aside from the conversation between Vexal and Zekell at the Drinking Wolf tavern, he hadn’t missed a word.
Selia didn’t hide anything from their friends. Her story angered Rena, Senton, Elina, and Raaz the most.
Not only were they grateful to the Fastarrow kids for saving their children, but they were also afraid the Lutian might treat their little ones the same way if they awakened their bloodlines too soon.
"I swear to the gods, if those people so much as say something mean to Val, Ely, or Ral..." Kamila snarled, needing sheer willpower to stop herself from going into a graphic description of the consequences.
"The gods themselves would come down and do much worse than any of us can." Lith shrugged. "You don’t want to anger a papa Dragon or a mama Phoenix. Ask Mom."
"Lith is right." Elina shuddered at the memory of her Awakened kidnappers trying to harm Shargein. "I’m sorry, Kami, but it’s Surin I’m worried about. No one will run to her rescue if something happens to her again."
Jirni said nothing as she played with Orikan and Jirya. She jotted down new laws concerning the protection of hybrid children for the Ernas Region and handed them to Orion for a double-check.
"Seems good to me." He nodded. "I’ll have Marth submit them to the Royal Court at the next hearing. He’ll be as passionate about it as we are."
’In his case, however, we should write laws to protect the five races from Manohar the Second.’ Orion actually thought.
The rest of the day passed uneventfully. The children played all day, the parents rested, and Lith made his preparations.
He waited until sunrise to make his next move. Lith went to Lutia under the pretext of inspecting Raaz’s fields and cattle, and performing the regular check-ups on the farmhands and their families.
Healer assistance was one of the benefits of working for the Verhens, and with winter about to end, Lith made sure everyone was in perfect shape for the coming spring.
The children would need their full strength to play all day and their parents to perform their tasks without worries.
After he was done with that, Lith took a "spontaneous" walk to Lutia to reserve the tables for a family dinner at the Drinking Wolf tavern.

’I always pay my debts.’ Lith thought. ’Kindness begets kindness, while grudges beget the beating of a lifetime.’
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