All things that the Guardian had just avoided with a few stern words.
Envy left Rena speechless, but only for one second.
"You fluffy bird-" A wave of Salaark's hand Warped Rena away and cut her short.
***
Alas, that was far from the end of it.
During the following days, Lith was subjected to relentless pestering from every living and dead member of the family to craft unique pendants for everyone.
"You created the problem, you solve it." Senton shrugged. "Once you're done with your own pendants, find a good design for mine. Aran was right about one thing. My family deserves its own identity."
Lith cursed as a truck driver stuck in a summer traffic jam with no working air conditioning, but it didn't help him much.
He only found peace in the confines of his lab, and only because he had restricted access to anyone but Solus.
"That's what they call suffering from success." She chuckled.
