Comforting hand

 As usual, Roman sat in the bay window of his room and looked out the window into the distance in the evening light, just as Alea had always done. Raen knew his father had made a patrol ride east of the choir to the river early this morning. He looked tired but smiled when he walked in the door.

"Come to me and sit down, Raen," he said. "Today there is a special supper in your honor and your favorite meal, I made sure of that." He winked at Raen.

"Thank you, father!" Raen's mouth watered at the thought of braised rabbit meat from the cauldron with freshly harvested vegetables.

“Don't just thank me, but also in the kitchen. I just gave them a little hint and they got down to it right away. ”

“ Yes, I will, ”said Raen.

They were silent for a while and looked out the open window. It had stopped raining and the low sun sent its rays through the cracked cloud cover. The air was mild. Father and son took a deep breath.

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