Soren left in the afternoon, just as he had said. Once again, Eiran cried until his eyes turned red. As a child, he had grown attached to both James and Soren quickly, making it hard to part from them.
"I will write you letters," Soren promised, patting the boy's back before mounting his horse.
Ren kept his head bowed, quietly wiping the child's tears whenever they fell, his hands wrapped firmly around the boy's small shoulders to hold him close.
Zayden waved goodbye with a faint smile as the Crown Prince departed, escorted by the guards he had sent to ensure his safe return to the palace. He was used to the calm of his mansion, yet he couldn't deny that Soren's presence had warmed the place, even if only briefly.
After dinner, Hannah visited Zayden's study to discuss the banquet preparations. He had been replying to some of the letters sent by omegas. After the reports, most of their messages were confirmed to be true.
