The blood of the innocents
What a terrifying tale to be told. I didn’t notice that I was taking it too serious until I find myself craving for more tales. Master Ben seems to be a man of wisdom, and I intend to learn from all of it. I just wonder who he was before he donned his cape as a Master of Enchanted. Which House does he belonged to? Such thoughts flooded my mind as I get more curious about him. My mother has always warned me about my curiosity that it might get me killed someday. But, what can I say? It seems like my curiosity is more powerful than my power or anything else.
“What happened to her son, my lord?” I asked. Holding back my excitement from my voice. His eyes narrowed at me, and then his lips shaped into a small smile. It was a wicked smile for someone like Master Ben
