A fertility tool

"You keep avoiding the main question. I won't answer anything until you answer me. Why do you have a similar dark magic in you? Make sure to tell me the truth because I won't spare you. I can smell lies."

Stephan stared at her, debating whether to tell her the truth or lie or simply avoid answering. However, she looked fairly strong. What if she killed him? He scrambled for something clever to say but nothing really came out. Her eyes bugged him to tell the truth; they were like a beast's, staring at a prey.

The wings there didn't mess around. The smell of vinegar and pepper made his nose itchy. In the end, he had to tell the truth.

"I am her son, that's why."

"Impossible; she died before giving birth to any soul."

"Do you know Aurora Von Peregrinator?"

"No."