The following day,
Thoren and his family sat around the dining table, enjoying a sumptuous meal prepared by his mother.
Now that his parents and Elara had taken the healing and blood recovery potions, their bodies had almost fully recovered from their past suffering.
The pallor that once haunted their faces had faded, replaced by a healthy, rosy glow.
Their once-haggard appearance was gone, and vitality had returned to their limbs.
Dressed in fine, expensive clothes, each of them carried a distinct charm that reflected their temperament.
Serene radiated a quiet elegance, Ardyn exuded a calm, grounded authority, and Elara… she was simply radiant.
Elara could not stop smiling. She hummed a cheerful tune under her breath, her joy bubbling over in a way that filled the entire room.
As for his parents, although they did not voice it aloud, Thoren could clearly see the relief and happiness etched on their faces.
For the first time in a long while, they looked at peace.
