Luiton walks up to his chambers and packs up a few things he will be needing in the human realm. No one will ever harm his kids when he is still breathing. Stuffing the bag with clothes drops of tears escape his eyes as he tries to clean them off. It's been 200 years, she lost a son she has lost more than a son. She has lost all her children in these years but having a grandchild should have been welcomed with open hands by her. But …no .. she welcomes him with schemes and ways of controlling him as he did to his father.

Luiton was the closest...