Nyx was in the middle of her morning training, attempting her 46th partial shift of the week, when a commotion broke out at the training ground entrance.
"You can't enter without permission!" A guard shouted.
"I don't need permission. I'm here to see my daughter."
Nyx froze immediately when she heard the voice. The voice belonged to Arthur, her father. Raziel immediately stood between Nyx and the entrance, with a protective instinct. Kira came out from where she'd been observing the training with her hand on her weapon.
His father looked worn out as he entered inside. He was in his fifties, with graying hair and eyes that were analysing training ground.
"Hello, Nyx. It's been a long time." He spoke.
"Twenty four years." Nyx replied. "You left when I was six, saying you'd be back from your hunting trip in a week. I'm still waiting."
