Aurora Sinclair's return was as festive as New Year's.
Leigh Miles led the Morgan family's daughters-in-law to the kitchen to cook.
Meanwhile, Aurora Sinclair and Alvin Morgan went to a small, specially built courtyard in the villa complex to offer incense.
This was the ancestral hall for the Morgan and Sinclair families, housing the spirit tablets of the deceased members of both families.
Cassius Morgan, Susan Warner, Preston Sinclair, Forrest Sinclair...
"They passed away peacefully," Alvin Morgan said, his arm around her shoulders.
A flicker of emotion, tinged with self-blame, appeared in Aurora Sinclair's eyes. "I didn't expect so much time to pass..."
"They all understood..." Alvin Morgan patted her shoulder comfortingly.
Aurora Sinclair turned and hugged his waist, burying her head in his chest. "Morgan," she said, her voice muffled, "I have to leave again in a few days."
Alvin Morgan's hand paused. Stroking her hair, he asked, "Are you going into The Hidden Realm?"
