After swearing the Oath with Lord Siamelumis, the time finally came.
Emilia was given a few precious minutes to say goodbye to her parents.
Needless to say, Ariana was the most sentimental. She fussed endlessly, reminding Emilia to eat well, sleep early, stay out of danger, and even to be cautious of suspicious men who might approach her because of her unrivaled beauty. Tears welled in her eyes as she clung to Emilia, her body trembling, unwilling to let go.
At last, Draco had to step in and gently separate them, though his own reluctance was plain on his face. He leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to his daughter's forehead.
"Wherever you go, may the light of the Silvervein Clan be with you," he whispered.
"Thank you… Father…" Emilia replied, her voice quivering.
"Emilia… take care," Draco said, his deep voice carrying both pride and sorrow.
Then, turning to Lord Siamelumis, he bowed deeply.
"Please, Lord Guardian Deity, I entrust my daughter to your care."
