Closer to One’s Root
The person's remark made the senior Pacifer's Servants who accompanied Basil widen their eyes. It wasn't because they couldn't believe they could find the Pacifers living unharmed behind the Barrier, nor was it because the beautiful woman was a Maha Dmitra. It was where her eyes landed. Instead of looking at Basil, she was looking at Iliana.
"Ah! You have found the Fated Child," the woman remarked in surprise as she turned to Basil.
She scurried over to Basil and then held his hand. The woman had a very strong resemblance to his mother. Saying they might be twins wouldn't be an exaggeration. Basil didn't know his mother well but he was sure they crossed each other personality-wise.
Looking down at the woman holding his hand as if he was the saviour, Basil quirked an eyebrow. He was slightly unnerved by the stars he saw in the woman's eyes.
"My name is Margaret Pacifer. I am one of the Maha Dmitras taking care of the village."