It had been half a year since Rafayel gave birth to Orinus' son, Orelian.
Thomas's son, Tavian, as well as Orinus himself, were completely in love with little Orelian.
Orelian resembled Rafayel, with his silver hair and youthful face.
However, his eyes were the same deep green as Orinus'.
Tavian, whether because he wanted to keep his promise to Rafayel or simply because he loved his little brother, would visit Orelian whenever he had free time.
Even Tama found herself troubled by it.
"Young Master Tavian... I thought I'd find you here again," Tama sighed as she entered Rafayel's room.
"Thank you for your hard work, Tama. I'm sorry Tavi keeps bothering you," Rafayel apologized softly.
"It's fine, Young Master Rafayel. If Young Master Tavian disappears, I always know exactly where he's gone... right here." Despite her calm words, Tama still looked tired.
