Mae Lynch wiped away her tears and began to speak. "Penny was your biological aunt. She passed away when you were still very young, so it's perfectly normal that you don't remember her."
"My aunt? I have an aunt?" Tristan Grayson looked at his mother in surprise.
"Yes. Back in the day, your aunt was the most beautiful and talented woman in all of Tridell. She was proud and aloof, and always treated everything with an air of nonchalance."
Listening to Mae Lynch's words, Caleb Grayson clenched his fists and shot up from the sofa. "That's enough. Don't say another word about all that. Tristan, I called you here today to tell you something. Your aunt has a son who is still alive."
"Dad, what do you want me to do? Find him?"
Caleb Grayson said, his voice thick with emotion, "There's no need to look for him. He's already back. What's more, we've all met him."
"We've met him? I've met him too?"
