Evanthe's Son

Drayce and Seren freshened up, had a meal, and rested for a while so Seren could recover from the tiresome journey.

"I didn't see my mother," Seren mentioned to Drayce.

"I'm sure she's around, just hesitant to face you," he comforted her.

"It's not like I'm going to question anything. I was just hoping to see her," she said, resting her head against his shoulder. "I sometimes feel envious when I see you with your mother. Both of our mothers left us, so why can't mine be like yours and be with me?"

"My mother left me when I was five, but I have good memories of her. Somehow, those memories kept us connected even when we were apart. But it's not the same for you two. Things might take time, but I believe everything will work out between you two. This afternoon, we're going to the witch clan. Maybe you'll meet her there."

Seren hummed softly and closed her eyes.

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