The Floating Island
Third Border City
"Thank you for stopping by, I appreciate it," Flintor smiled warmly, his eyes reflecting gratitude. He couldn't resist stealing one last glance at Orion's entire family and chuckled quietly.
He had no clue what Orion did to maintain harmony or keep his family grounded, and he had no desire to uncover that secret, whatever it might be.
"You don't need to thank us; you're family, after all," Orion replied, cradling one of his sons in his left arm. "Take care; we're heading out now," he added.
Orion signalled to his wives to connect with each other before activating his gift and vanishing with streaks of lightning shooting into the sky.
Watching Orion and his family depart, Flintor turned on his heel and strolled back into the healer's centre. He knew that when Orion descended from the floating island, he would be tasked with maintaining order, requiring his full attention. In the meantime, he decided to cherish moments with his own family.
