“Your father isn’t good with words,” Catherine said as she looked at her son with a sad smile on her face. “But be patient with him. He has a lot on his mind.”
“Okay.” Ethan nodded. “But why are we meeting in this place again?”
Ethan couldn’t help but shake his head helplessly as he looked at the coliseum, which was now filled to the brim with people.
Today was the third day since Catherine had reached out to her husband and asked if he wanted to talk to his son. Since Ethan would be leaving in a week, Lleu had no choice but to meet with him before his son returned to the Shire Continent.
And the meeting place he chose was none other than the Grand Coliseum of Caer Wydion.
It was a very famous place among the Protector Clans, for this was where they did their sparring and combat training.