Chapter 37: Saving a Life, an Immortal's Art?

"Lanlan, come take a walk with Grandpa," Ian Shirvinton said, his gaze settling on Winter Shirvinton with a gentle, grandfatherly smile. "Mm!" Winter hooked her arm through his and, when he wasn't looking, flicked Atreus Lyson a quick, meaningful glance. Atreus understood. He followed a few steps behind them in silence. Along the path, Winter chattered on about little bits of gossip and recent fun. Ian listened closely, letting out a soft chuckle every so often. Atreus watched just as quietly....