Zara was stunned.

She never would have imagined that her once-lazy and carefree brother could undergo such a transformation in just six months.

The arrogant, domineering young man she knew had been replaced by a humble and determined man.

Her heart, still heavy with worry, was suddenly filled with relief and joy.

As they drove through Aurous Hill Old Town, they reached the house where Charlie had lived with his parents when he was young.

The once old and worn-down house was now completely new.

Deana had put a lot of effort into renovating and rebuilding the old house, bit by bit.

Although everything looked the same as it did back then, it felt like time had been pulled back 20 years.

Living in this house was a relaxing and peaceful experience for Deana.

She spent her days reading books, drinking tea, practicing calligraphy, and tending to the flowers and trees in the yard.

She was content with this simple life.

During this time, Fitz had been on his pilgrimage and Zara was often busy with work, leaving Deana alone in the house.

But for her, the solitude was satisfying.

Despite her worries for Fitz, Deana knew that Charlie was punishing him for his mistakes.

Charlie was not one to take things lightly, but she had faith that he would protect Fitz.

Her confidence in Charlie was not just based on her understanding of him, but also on her knowledge of his father, Bruce.

Bruce was a man who used both kindness and power, who spared his enemies who were not deserving of death.

Though the journey to that temple was long and dangerous, with Fitz eating and sleeping in the open, Deana was confident that Charlie would bring him back safely.

Her trust in Charlie was not misplaced, and he did bring Fitz back alive.

Despite forcing Fitz to go on a grueling pilgrimage, Charlie was still secretly instructing the Wade family to protect him.

And there was one thing she got right, when she overheard her daughter ask Charlie to let her brother attend her father’s wedding, she knew Charlie wouldn’t refuse. So, with a change of clothes, a set of toiletries, a jar of warm water, and a hearty meal, she waited for Fitz’s return home, all the while trying to suppress her excitement.

Normally, she was always calm and collected, but when she heard the sound of brakes outside, she couldn’t help but burst out the door, barely containing her anticipation.

came to a stop outside, both Zara and Fitz emerged from

mother waiting behind the wrought iron gate, he couldn’t hold back the

the sting of emotion in her

a moment, Fitz pushed open

his face, and choked out the words, “Mom… I know

still troubled by her son’s crestfallen appearance, but when he suddenly

quickly helped him to his feet, her voice choked with emotion, and

You did nothing wrong.

Mom never blamed you.”

had the same perspective on Fitz’s decision as

being part of a wealthy family

he was just

course of action, and Deana could tolerate

bloodlines had turned against their kin

ground, tears streaming down his face, Fitz spoke with a

disregarded the lives of my mother and younger sister and only thought about my own

and unrighteous,

“I understand why you did what you did, and

to speak with conviction, his voice growing

I can’t use my actions as an

my mother and sister, and I could

I chose to prioritize my own interests and disregard

that, I am

a moment, let out a soft sigh, and then spoke in a serious tone, “You

That’s what counts.

from wrong, you’re living up to

relief for me to

short, my son,”

just kneel here

after that, let’s sit down for a hearty

and added her voice to

back, so let’s

away his tears

old house where

was already filled with

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