"The Divine Beast, the Vermilion Bird."
"The Young Master has come out of seclusion."
"He must have ended his seclusion early to celebrate the madam's birthday."
The disciples of the Bloodfiend Den chattered excitedly amongst themselves.
When Aaron Sinclair appeared, everyone dropped to one knee in unison.
"We welcome the Young Master."
He waved his hand.
"Rise."
"Thank you, Young Master."
Their shouts shook the heavens.
Aaron Sinclair had calculated the timing perfectly, ending his seclusion early just to celebrate his mother's birthday.
Standing on the Vermilion Bird's back, he snapped his fingers. Magic flared in the sky, forming countless hearts for his mother.
"Love you, Mother."
Then, he began to sing "Happy Birthday" to her.
"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you... Happy birthday, Mother. I'll love you forever, muah."
The birthday song.
It was the song Celeste Grant had sung to him when he was very young.
