The Life Among The Dead

The last time they came here, Aranea had greeted them at the border. Though also back then was a completely different time. Resin was still alive and ruling, and Aranea had been alive as well. So many things had happened for The Hallows, none that Balthier had bothered to consider. He and his siblings, and Allegro to some point had all been trying to keep their lives together and greater in the time following their visit with Aranea, and her abandonment.

Balthier had stood to greet the alpha, at least the polite gesture that he assumed was proper. Ulric had asked if they were Aranea's children, but Balthier hadn't known the man in the slightest. Allegro hadn't known him by appearance, but Allegro also hadn't spoke about what Aranea had done. So to him, the alpha here didn't have any pull on his emotions. "Yes, I'm Balthier. We came to see her." His gaze went back down to Azzurra before mentioning, "Azzurra hasn't seen her since she left Abaven almost a year ago." He wasn't expecting the news that Ulric would give them, and it was sure that Ulric wasn't expecting the news that Balthier was about to give Azzurra in the realization that both of their parents had passed. And he and his siblings were their only survivors.

"Balthier"