As soon as Xerock opened his arms towards her, Oriya didn't hesitate for a moment and came running towards him. Pulling her into his chest he wrapped his arms around his daughter as he let his tears flow interrupted. He pecked her head as he ran his fingers through her soft black hair.
"You look just like your mother." He said, cupping her face as he planted another kiss on her broad forehead.
"Come on, Xerock, she looks just like you. Both of them." Florana sent a loving glance in Hellion's direction and then looked at Oriya.
The masters had turned around after the permission was granted and so did the people. After so many years their King and Queen were standing before them and despite the condition they were in, everyone bowed naturally and habitually to show their respect. They have gotten their protectors, their monarch back but now they had a crown-prince as well who certainly wasn't an ordinary man. It was their day of happiness, the day of celebration.
