My Family

Night had descended upon Celestia.

The grand feast, held in honor of the visiting kings, was in full swing. Music filled the air, and the sound of laughter and elegant chatter accompanied the clinking of glasses and utensils.

With the jovial atmosphere, a sense of calm pervaded the gathering, thanks to River's reassuring presence. "To be honest, even if none of the dragons can find her, my sister will make her way back to us, unscathed and unruffled," River declared, his features carved with pride.

Zephyr, seated at the table, spoke up softly, "Hmm, she is strong."

The murmurs of agreement that followed were unanimous, with no one questioning Zephyr's assertion.

However, Vladmir's gaze drifted to Zephyr, filled with a deep sense of pity. He knew a secret that no one else did – well... except the demons.

Goddess Ophelia was Zephyr's daughter.