I'd grown used to the chaotic mornings in my family, but today was shaping up to be something special. My siblings, Aeris and Arion, bounced around the breakfast table, alternating between demanding attention and showering me with exaggerated admiration. Smaug lounged lazily on the back of my chair, occasionally snapping at passing servants who had grown brave enough to edge too close. Verania sipped her tea gracefully, unfazed, while Sylvithra calmly sliced into her breakfast pastry.
"We'll be visiting Riven today, won't we?" I asked, carefully sipping at my own tea. "It's been a while."
Sylvithra nodded serenely, eyes twinkling with amusement. "Indeed, we wouldn't want him to think you've forgotten him."
Verania smiled dangerously. "I doubt he's recovered from your last visit. Poor boy practically hides whenever your siblings arrive."
Arion slammed his small fists onto the table excitedly, eyes wide. "I wanna go! I'll scare him even better this time!"
