I'm Sorry and Thank You

Under the vast expanse of the twilight sky, I walked alongside Freya, Lyra, Amelia, Marius, Julius, Termina, Luna, Erin, and Hendrik's team. The evening breeze carried a solemn air as we made our way toward Kael's grave. Waiting for us there were Cain and Leopold, the two remaining brothers of Kael. As his kin, they had chosen to stand with us in this moment of remembrance.

Cain's presence surprised me the most. As the head of the Flamemore family, he rarely displayed personal sentiments, yet tonight, he was here, standing before his younger brother's grave. His face remained composed, firm as ever, yet the aura he exuded was unmistakable—one of deep, unspoken sorrow.

Stepping beside him, I gazed down at Kael's grave. Cain, ever the silent observer, said nothing, allowing me to speak first.