The meaning in his words was clear. Unmistakable.
Kaelen's cheeks flushed slightly, but her smile widened. Sarah actually blushed—a rare sight for someone usually so confident—though she didn't look away.
"It has been three years," Kaelen said, her voice carrying a warmth that had nothing to do with cultivation.
"And you have been away," Sarah added, her own tone softer than usual.
Elias stood, extending a hand to each of them. "Then let's not waste time talking."
They took his hands, and the three of them moved toward the bedroom, privacy formations intensifying around the entire residence.
Whatever happened next would be for family only.
Morning light filtered through windows that existed in a slightly different dimensional phase than the rest of the room—Sarah's doing, probably, creating the illusion of sunrise in a space that didn't technically have external exposure.
