“You’re the Rogue King?” I ask, my voice barely a whisper.
“I was, but more importantly, I’m your father.” He tells me with tears in his eyes. “I’m so glad you’re home.”
I’m not sure what to say as we stand there staring at each other, but finally I step forward and wrap my arms around him. He wraps his arms around me tightly and I’m not sure either of us will ever let go. “I hoped, but was never sure you’d be back here again.” he whispers to me. I feel something fall on my neck and realize he's crying.
“You were so small when everything happened. I can’t believe you’re here, a fully grown woman.” he says, releasing me and holding me out at arms length so he can see me. “Even with the magic, you still look so much like your mother.”
“I was thinking the same thing while we we
