Chapter 624

Lysander looked down at the tiny figure of Sophia cradled in his arms. She was crying, her sobs tiny, as if she was afraid to make too much noise. Her eyes were filled with tears that slipped down her cheeks in a slow, steady stream.

Sophia’s vulnerability tugged at Lysander’s heartstrings, making it feel as if something was tightening around his chest and making it hard for him to breathe. She was his daughter. She should have been bold and vivacious, not timid and afraid.

It dawned on him then that the absence of his presence in the past four years must have hurt his children more than he could have realized.

As Lysander cradled Sophia, the other three little bundles of joy came tumbling down the stairs, their movements awkward and unsteady as if they might roll down the stairs at any moment..

The household staff stood by, ready to assist at a moment’s notice.

Once they reached the bottom, they scampered towards Lysander, their short legs wobbling like tiny penguins.

Elowen, with her chubby little arms, clung to Lysander’s leg, her rounded face tilted upwards, her little mouth pouting as she said in a soft voice, “Daddy, I miss Mommy too.”

Lysander’s feet, his innocent

Atticus chimed in,

sobbing in his arms, Lysander fidgeted, then instructed one of the servants, “Call the gatehouse and

anxiously waiting at the gate, was suddenly informed that she was allowed to enter. She hurried towards

four children were gathered around Lysander, their little faces

children turned towards the door, their eyes lighting up like stars as they saw

“Mommy!” they chorused.

innocent voices pierced Thalassa’s heart,

across Thalassa’s face as she crouched down, opening her arms to welcome her little ones.

stumble backward. She ended up on the floor, her arms full of her

children.

hers, her arms wrapped tightly

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