Three Years after....
"Addison, are you really leaving?" Silas asked softly, her crimson eyes filled with sorrow as she watched Addison prepare to depart. The younger woman stood tall, her long silver hair tied in a high ponytail, her golden eyes—bright and warm like molten gold—turning back to meet Silas's gaze with a gentle smile.
"Silas, I've spent three years here in the Sacred Land. It's time I return to my own domain," Addison said kindly. "My father needs help managing his territory—and more than that, he deserves time to spend with my mother. He's been begging me to come back, honestly."
She let out a lighthearted chuckle before stepping forward and pulling Silas into a heartfelt embrace. "You're always welcome to visit me, you know."
