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As of late, the weather had stalled Rannoch's steps. The surplus of rainstorms had caused his shoulder to grow agitated, and although he had yet to seek Raven's assistance, he knew that he was overdue for a checkup.

Rannoch exited the family den as Breccan began to elaborate his intentions for summoning his parents, and instantly, he felt a sting in his heart. As much as Rannoch wanted to revolt, he knew he couldn't. It was in Breccan's genes to seek independence, as he had had similar ambitions. 

"I see," Rannoch remarked, his expression thoughtful as he settled at Liffey's side. He did not doubt his son's capabilities, and he was thankful that Breccan hadn't left without consulting them, but this hurt, and he was confident that Liffey was feeling similarly. "You'll be back to visit, right?" he asked, his voice softer.