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rarely raise their voices.

and doing nothing.

“They blessed him,” Larissa said matter-of-factly. “Love and strength, in all things, for all his life.”

“Agápi kai dýnami gia óli sas ti zoí,” she added. “Sweetest boy. Darling grandson.”

As soon as she did, she reached to take him from Zak, bundling him into her arms, shushing him gently as she went straight back to Ares’ side for him to get a better look.

Isa beamed and Zakary mirrored it right back at her. She 𝘸𝘢𝘴 proud. And not in the shy, almost covert way she had always been when it came to her accomplishments—but in the way a mother deserved to be. Unashamed. Open and transparent.

“You braved the most difficult battlefield,” Ares agreed.

Only for him to relax a moment later, when he saw who had come.