The day was young, but baby Lior had received so many gifts. His father had gone all out, gifting him a symbol of authority—yet another bracelet, but this time it came in a purple diamond that seemed to shimmer under the morning light. Elias watched as he helped his son put it on.
"Don't you think it's a little too early for such?" he demanded, but Rowan stayed down at the little creature before him, smiled, then nodded.
"It is, but then he is a special gift from my favorite person... I should be allowed to be a little overboard."
Elias blushed but continued unpacking the presents. There was one from Snowdale. Elias picked up the little box and unwrapped it, but then—it was nothing he had expected.
"Wow..." the words escaped his lips. Rowan quickly looked over, and his eyes caught sight of the ancient anklet of Eda—a mystic object passed down to generations of white seers. But how did Kelly get hold of it?
