Soul Bind
"You are always concerned with your cultivation and do not pay enough attention to the outside world. The affairs of the Clan have been handled by me for a long time already." Sacia continued to speak calmly, her explanation patient. "The appearance of the Martial Gods has caused a lot of the status quo to change, we can't be as willful as we have been previously."
The Faerie King stared toward his wife a long while, but the words Martial Gods seemed to dampen his mood considerably.
"What do you suggest, then?"
Sacia smiled lightly, her pale face gaining some color. She was truly mesmerizing in this current state.
"Send the little ones after their aunt." Sacia replied plainly. "They need to be properly trained for the coming tide regardless. The Mercenary Guild is as good a place as any."
The Faerie King sat back down, another budding flower magically forming beneath him.