Golden Horizon: The Road to Suncrest
she spoke, her tone soft but with an edge of authority, "I hope son, now you, eliminate all fear from your hearts. And go, eat the banquet that has been laid for you. Do not be late."
Victor and Ania nodded as one, a symmetrical movement of respect and love, bowing minimally. "Yes, Mother," they chimed as one, the concord of their voices holding a silent vow of concern and affection.
Anna stretched into the nearby chest, her hand running lightly over the tidily stacked packages, before bringing out one wrapped with careful delicacy. She offered it to Victor, her eyes soft but firm. "Take this. It is prepared for the Suncrest clan and your daughter-in-law. A gift… to exhibit respect and honor." Her voice held the force of tradition, gentle but unyieldingly commanding.
