"Ral just called her name." He replied, letting emotion transpire from his voice. "Li is how he can say Ely at the moment. It's his third word and the reason Ely is crying with joy."
"Oh, gods, you should have told me sooner." Kamila tried to record the moment with her amulet, but she fumbled it and wept as silently as she could so she wouldn't ruin it.
"Don't cry, Mom." Valeron didn't understand what was happening, and seeing so many members of his family tearing up scared him.
"It's okay, baby." Kamila sniffled. "I'm fine. I swear."
Yet Valeron could tell she wasn't fine. Everybody seemed sad, and their eyes were moist.
"Don't cry. Please." Valeron felt something stirring inside of him, an intense desire to protect those around him.
His life force and mana core surged, his mind growing attuned to the Garden's immense energy. It was a subtle feeling; the baby boy was too young and weak to manifest the full scope of his powers, but Lith felt it.
