100-years-old

Royal Castle, Nightingale.

Lith was officially a hundred years old today.

His senses returned as he started waking up from his deep sleep. His head felt heavy and with each movement, his bones made cracking noises.

Lith didn't know he was a hundred years old yet, he just knew that he needed to get out of the coffin he was sleeping in.

Pushing open the coffin door, the crimson moonlight illuminated his face. 

Before he could look around, he heard a gentle voice saying: 

"My baby is a hundred years old today."

As the realization hit him, Lith was fully awake and thought, 'I am a hundred years old…'

He looked down to check his body but there was no change.

Turning to the side, he saw his mother and although he expected there to be no change, he suddenly felt surprised and forgot to even blink.

His mother was beautiful!