"You bastard, you made me wait so long..."
Jaina clung to Dick's left arm, her face full of grievance. Of course, there was even more joy at having recovered a certain lost treasure, and that happiness was genuine. Liadrin stood on his right. She didn't cling to his arm and act coy; she simply stood there, but the joy in her beautiful eyes was just as impossible to conceal.
Sylvanas sat opposite Dick, her eyes sweeping over his face inch by inch, as though she meant to find some change in that face, which had barely changed at all. It was naturally futile, but when everyone was reunited, Sylvanas could still maintain her composure, though deep down she very much wanted to throw herself straight onto Dick.
Queen Caliea, the most dignified of them all, sat by the window of this office, which had been sealed for 2,000 years. She seemed unwilling to crowd together with the others to welcome his return. But from the contented look on her face as she gazed out the window with narrowed eyes, and the relaxation that came from the heart, it was clear that Her Majesty the Queen was in a very good mood too.
It was as though something missing inside had been made whole again. That cold heart itself leaped for joy at being made whole. It was the joy of completeness, and in the end, the best answer to all those years of waiting.
Sometimes, people's needs really were simple: waiting, and finally receiving what they had waited for. That was the best ending.
He spent two hours in a warm, moving atmosphere with the women who had missed him, and whom he had missed just as much. Then Dick rose to leave the office. He still had a lot