Chapter 968: Week Goes By (2)

"So let's see this gift that you were making for your grandparents, since they're so deeply asleep at the moment... Don't think they'll be getting up any time soon."

Snickering at the two asleep Elves, Mom smirked at us and gestured at the covered ornament, waiting for it to be unveiled to her and clearly waiting to judge whatever it was that we made if that smirk was anything to go by.

She was not a typical parent, that was for certain, but we all knew that already from the years spent with her watching over us she parented with tough love that sometimes was simply downright mean and not excellent for raising normal children, but since we all matured quickly and were being raised to kill people, gentle, nurturing love wasn't something that was in her mind.