"Dear, you came back really quickly." Watching his wife enter the hall, Goethe forced a smile and stood up. His husband had just sat down and now opened his arms to embrace the lady before him: "Welcome home."
"I'm back, and you've gotten older again, Goethe." As an elf, Anna smiled and patted her husband's back: "How are our daughters?"
"They're good. Margaret and Faye can take care of themselves quite well. Speaking of which, I saw Colin when I arrived. Although he's still as clumsy as when he was younger, he's now a man who stands tall..." Goethe paused, then looked at his beloved: "Give him and Margaret a chance, will you? Although Leman always says that you dislike Colin even more, seeing Margaret's happy face when she mentions him, I really don't want to see the child suffer. We have many daughters, let's give her happiness."