Alaric turned around, his earlier fury replaced with something more gentle," Mother, what is it ?" He asked, keeping his voice soft and calm while talking to the beautiful lady in front of him.
It was something he did only in front of her; the contrast between how he treated his family and strangers was hard to miss.
His mother, who on the surface was the most beautiful lady, one who could make even women fall for her, but if you made her angry or did something Immoral in front of her, she would be the most dangerous also. Being the child of such a powerful witch was in itself a lot to handle.
Growing up, all three children of the Veyre household had to follow a really strict routine every day, with their mother hating one who slacked in their training. Though they had found it frustrating in their childhood, later on those extreme routines.were the ones who made them what they are today.
