In a good day, Cane would remember this little detail about the two of them, he would remember her every habit, but in bad day, he wouldn't even recognize Iris.
It was a bright day, at the end of winter, where the snow was starting to melt and the air was not too cold and the sprouts were starting to grow when Lil Thing breathed its last breath in Iris' arms.
"I am a hundred percent sure that Zenith is still in the palace," Darius said. "You might not be able to see him, but he can see you clearly and know everything that you are doing."
"Mommy also smell funny when she met you," Zenith recalled a few days ago when her mother came out of their father's study room. Zenith didn't want to play with Zander, thus he sneaked out and went to his father's study room to take a nap, because he learned that no one would bother him there.
"Thank you for giving me this family, Iris," Cane said, he leaned over and kissed her cheek. "Thank you for giving me this happiness. Thank you. I love you."