He said that they just said that Baphomet is some kind of demon, was that all? Well, I am pretty sure he might be. I shrugged and decided to trust my son.
When I told him that he would have more siblings, he had no words for a moment, but I could see how happy he was. I smiled and let my own tail wag behind me. I chuckled at his last words.
- Soon, very soon my son! When she is a little bit older. You will love her! Surely you will protect her from all the boys!
My little daughter is so lovely! Someday, when she was a little older, I would bring her with me. When my son heard my reply, he didn’t seem to believe my words, about Vidar hating me. He spoke, telling me he would send my regards anyway and that he would talk to him, telling me he had no reason to hate me. I don’t know anymore.
- I must go now, son. I will see your mother and take care of your little sister. Next week, could we hunt together? We could meet right here! What you think?
I hoped my son could be with me too.
10 years old | Iromar | Forever Ruvindra’s lover | --30in/120lbs--
Tear me to pieces ;Don't get caught in my schemes
VAGUE
Whisper words into your ears ;Let me see you hit the ground |