Silently Thanked the Moon Goddess

Two years later.

“Rexar!” Kyra gritted her teeth, seeing that he hadn’t taken a bath and was playing with their pup. Rexar would pick him up in the air and swirl him around. Drakor would giggle and ask his dada to do more. She had wrapped four-year-old Brost in a towel and brought him out from the bathroom. “Get ready, will you?”

Rexar looked at him wife and cuddled his son in his arms. Drakor's f