Price of Freedom...

As the servants loaded up the aircraft with all their luggage, Lord Tasar pulled Jonas off to the side.

"Jonas, I..."

"Uncle...I'll make both you and my parent proud. When I return will you still welcome me?"

"Sigh..of course." Pulling Jonas into his embrace, Tasar hugged his nephew before passing him off into Mano's hands.

"I'll take good care of him, Tasar. You won't have to worry..." Mano guided both Mika and Jonas into the craft.

"Secure yourselves... We have a long trip ahead of us." Mano left them to themselves to take care off as he saw to the launching preparations.

"Come, Saavi...come, Jonas." Mika led them towards their quarters.

This craft is much bigger than the one she and Saavi came on. Her shuttle is harboring in the docking station of this carrier.

"Jonas, you can stay here..." Mika pointed to the room to the left of her.

"..and Saavi this is your room..." She pointed to the room to the right of hers.