"Papa… here, have this." Lillia offered him a lunch box with both hands. "Mama and I made lunch for you…"
They were at the port and everyone was gathered there to see him off, both his women and his family.
The sun was shining down on the docks and the smell of salt water filled the air. Seagulls cried overhead and the sound of waves lapping against wooden posts created rhythmic background noise.
Merchants were shouting about their wares in the distance and dock workers hauled crates onto various ships.
Azel took the lunch box and gave Lillia a pat on the head affectionately.
"Thank you, sweetheart. I'll enjoy every bite." He said with a warm smile as he ruffled her hair gently.
Lillia beamed up at him with pure joy. She'd spent all morning helping Edna prepare it.
Then he turned to Medusa who was holding both Raphael and Lysandra in her hands and kissed her hair.
