Perhaps Atlas would revisit this choice later. Or perhaps he would stand by it. But one thing pushed him toward allowing them to keep their children on Gacha Haven was…
Since Vienne arrived in Atlas's world, something about him changed in a way he had never felt before. Vienne was not a burden. Instead, the girl had reshaped him. She gave Atlas firmer resolve, clearer judgment, and a deeper reason to keep fighting.
Children were not weights for their parents to be carried. They were reasons to rise, reasons to protect, reasons to push farther than before. Atlas knew this in his bones, because he stood in the same place.
After a moment, Selvara offered her answer. She lifted her face and spoke with a voice that trembled but held steady. "Lord Atlas, if you will allow it, and if you do not object, I ask permission to keep my son on the island. I will not complain even if you change this rule later. Let me keep him here."
