“So, you're Mia,” Theon’s dad smirked, then his eyes moved down at my neck.
I instinctively held my necklace. “Yes, sir…” I politely answered him, smiling. His face went blank before nodding.
“Darling, Mia!” I heard the lady next to him said, approaching me, “Thea is right! You are indeed a beauty!” she then smilingly said before drawing her arms to hug me.
I received her warm embrace and kisses on my cheeks, “Thank you, ma'am, and You are stunning indeed as well!” returning the compliments she told me. Theon’s mom was truthfully a beauty. Her long black hair that was freely swaying on her back was like Theon’s thick and dark ones.
Breaking the hug, “I’m Maricar! And here is my husband, Alfred,” she then told me, yanking her arm to Theon’s dad. “We are happy to meet you as well,” she
