Aether stood at the table together with his team, having a feast for their great recent success. After all, they had done something incredible.
He had first formed this group to bring the Withered closer to the Blue Rose, but to think they would get so close to union, he couldn't be more honored.
And he couldn't have done it without his right hand, Riven, who has been here since the beginning. Who loved the Blue Rose more than anything, after all, his father was inside of it.
Or without his left hand, Lyra, who had only joined a little later than Riven, but at the same time, if it wasn't for her carefree attitude, they would have died of exhaustion.
Either way, he was grateful for each person on his team, since all have helped him in his journey.
This feast was actually personally designed by the Blue Rose, so it was quite expensive and professional. Which, for some people inside the Withered, was unheard of. I mean, most lived on scraps, to have so much food...
