Heir of the Sun

Connor gulped as he looked at the painting and the woman in his arms. His eyes switched from the two, shivers running down his spine.

"Why are you acting like that?" Ed contorted his face in confusion. "Irus is much older than she is and you didn't flinch when you saw him."

"That's because when I first saw Irus, he was a head," Connor said. "That took the creepy factor, but this woman looked exactly like that painting. And she's an old woman."

The Amethyst Maiden's eyes suddenly opened. She scoffed and slapped Connor across his face, making the boy let her go and for her to fall to the floor with a loud thud.

"That hurts!" the Amethyst Maiden grunted. She scoffed and sweeped her leg through Connor's legs, making the man fall to the ground. "Who are you calling old woman?!"

She hopped off the floor and stood in one of the paintings. "Who are you? Where is Ren?"

"Madam," Kaminari raised both his hands. "Relax, please we come in peace."