I followed my mother, and Mark followed me. I barely suppressed the sigh of relief when he did. On her way out, she ordered Bellar not to leave any of the Zermon brothers out of sight.
“You have to teach me how to do this,” I exclaimed impressed.
“Just a little will magic, nothing special.” Aria shrugged as we climbed the stairs out of the dungeons.
I could feel Mark’s smirk behind me as if he was saying something in the likes of ‘whatever the mother…’. I shot him an angry glance and continued after her, trying to ignore the sound of his bare steps behind me.
We came to a small marble floor and Aria told us to wait there.
“Do you really trust her?” Mark asked with doubt when we were alone. Suddenly I felt him too close behind me.
“She is my mother,” I grumbled.
“And a spy queen for
