"She gave up everything for me. Her world. Her home. That wasn't just love. That was faith. A kind of leap only someone who truly loves you would take." Azzy's voice dropped to a whisper. "And for her? I would go to war with gods."
Orion stared at him, silence thick between them.
Azzy finally turned to him again, his voice low but firm. "When you find a girl like that, Orion… don't let her go."
Orion let out a soft sigh, leaning against the balcony railing. His eyes drifted to the bustling streets in the Clan. "What is even love, Dad?" he asked quietly. "How would I even know if a girl's right for me?"
Azzy smiled, his gaze following his son's. "Love," he began, "is beautiful. It doesn't always make sense, but it changes you. It feels like the world shifts a little, just for you. Like the first rain after a dry summer, suddenly, everything feels softer, cleaner. Even if the air's thick and heavy, just thinking about her makes it feel lighter."
