"What do you ask of me, my love?" Diluc hissed, his brows furrowing as he met your glare, his resolve hardening against your insults. You accused him of having no love for his son upon learning he would leave the capital for a mission. A dangerous mission, according to you.

Diluc was appalled by the audacity of your accusation. Being branded as a man who didn't love his child stung deeply. But he couldn’t stay with you—his family. As a knight, he had duties. Abandoning them to remain by your side would mean the oath he had taken was for naught.

The knight took a step towards you, standing tall with a stern expression. His gaze dropped to the child nuzzled against your chest. His stomach churned at the sight of his son. “I'm a knight. I'm bound to my king. He orders, and I obey. But I give you my word, I'll return. I'll come back to you and our child after this mission is over.”