Capítulo 70: Dream

Third Person's POV

The yound lad found himself in a familiar glade, surrounded by ancient trees whose leaves glowed softly in the moonlight. This was a place he often visited in his dreams, a serene haven where he felt closest to his father. The air was cool and filled with the fragrance of blooming night flowers. As he walked deeper into the glade, he saw a figure standing by the tranquil pond at its center.

"Alex?" The young lad's voice was a mix of hope and uncertainty.

The figure turned, and the young lad's heart swelled with emotion. It was Alex, looking just as he remembered him—tall and strong, with kind eyes that held a depth of wisdom. Alaric smiled warmly and opened his arms.

"Rai, my son," Alex said, his voice rich with love and pride.

The young lad rushed forward, embracing his father tightly. "Have you been doing good?"

"I'm doing great," Alaric replied, holding the young lad close. "But I bring good news."