After speaking to Ereves and hearing what the demon had told him, Rohan changed the direction of the portal back to the castle instead of the mountain. If what Ereves told him was true, Rohan knew he wouldn’t be able to do this alone without his children, who he was suddenly anxious to meet after leaving them for days.
Rohan didn’t let his mind wander off to places yet, and he didn’t even dare to hope that Belle was back until he would see her. But as much as he was in a hurry to meet her, he would have to be careful, knowing she had no memories anymore. According to what Ereves had told him, she had almost been perished, which had washed her soul of every memory. Though they managed to save her, they couldn’t save her memories.
Memories make a person, and he couldn’t help but get scared that she might never actually remember who he was. Ereves, that bastard, had told him to not scare her, as she was in a fragile, confused state, not knowing who she was or even remembering her name until the demon had told her.
’I know you are anxious to see the girl, but I won’t advise you to go alone. Go with those kids. I told her she will be meeting her family soon.’
Ereves had expected for Rohan to thank him, but of course Rohan hadn’t and had walked away from his world with a passive expression. He didn’t think he would ever forgive the demon for everything he had done and put him through. If it wasn’t because of him, he wouldn’t have lost Isa. Rohan removed the thought of the demon from his mind for now as his thoughts went back to his wife and the children he had not seen in awhile.
His heart rose with the anticipation to go to her, but if Belle were to ever regain her memories and discovered he had put himself first before their children, she would be disappointed in him after the promise he had made. Angel missed her as much as he did, and going there together would not only help her meet them together but also cure his son’s broken heart.
He walked into the empty castle where dead bodies were still in the hall, but he barely paid attention to them as he went straight to the underground house with his palms sweaty. Should he tell Angel that his mother was back, or should he let them find it out together once they reached the cottage? Not until he saw her himself did he think his heart, that had gone through the heartbreak of losing her, would heal. The memories of her death was still fresh in his mind like it had happened a second ago.
Even before Rohan reached the underground space, he could hear the loud cries of his daughter that filled the air, but she was soon quietened down, only for another baby’s cries he didn’t recognize to rise.
Even before he opened the door to step in, Angel had come to stand in front of it, holding and rocking a baby that wasn’t his sister, a smile on his face when Rohan had expected anguish and sorrow.
"Hello, papa," he greeted with a soft smile.
Angel looked to have grown four heads taller than the last time Rohan had seen him, and Rohan found himself staring at a face so much like his. The shape of his face had changed from the baby roundness to a more defined, mature shape, with a slightly sharpened jawline.
"Hello, son." Rohan replied to his greetings, reaching a hand out to ruffled his tousled hair.
"Papa, I had a feeling Mama is back. I dreamt of her and felt her returning. Are you here to take us to her?" Angel asked, still rocking the red-haired baby in his arms and looking up at his father with a hopeful look mixed with fears of being told what he felt was nothing but his head making up things.
When reviving happens in the land of the dead, something that rarely took place, every being connected to the land of the dead feels the pull. It seemed Angel, who still had some connections to it, had felt it, and with the deep connection he had shared with his mother even before he was born, he knew it was her, and he had been expecting to see his father since then.
The days the disaster had been going on, Angel had sensed death upon death, but he had not felt bad, for they had taken his mother away from him, and if it wasn’t for his sister, he would have gone out to rage.
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