Bad News (Part 1)
"Was I a bad mother?" Elina suddenly asked.
Lith turned his head abruptly, incapable of making sense of her absurd question.
"Is it my fault if all my sons have given up on me one after the other? Do you think that Aran will hate me as well once he grows up?"
'I think that between the constant worry and your surprise visit you broke her.' Solus thought.
'Meaning?' He asked.
'Your mother was in pain all this time, you numbnuts. She probably lived in fear that you weren't calling home because you had decided to follow Trion's footsteps and ghost her.'
"Don't be silly, Mom. You're the reason why I didn't raze Lutia to the ground the moment I learned magic." Lith couldn't bear the thought of resembling his older brother.
He wanted to have nothing in common with Trion, not even a similar haircut. Let alone make Elina suffer as Trion did.
"Thanks, dear." Elina laughed at what she considered a joke.