One month after the yacht incident, 19-year-old Olivan Vaelhan woke up from his coma, and the Vaelhan family members started hearing his thoughts. [Wow… for an a$$***e of a brother, he’s actually good-looking.] [Duchess Vaelhan is really beautiful. I know all pure-blooded elves are just radiantly pretty, but she's definitely above the average standards of elven kind. Honestly, I feel lucky to have a mother like her. Too bad I'm not really the kid that she wished had survived the crash.] [The Duke is cool, but come on. Clara is trying to show off her awesome new invention and you shrug it off because it's not something the ArchReach Corp. would make? Talk about father of the month.] No one in the ducal family is safe from his unfiltered, direct thoughts.