Alexander
Cassandra was tired and so I had her sent to one of the open rooms of my wing to get some rest. The day had worn her out and I hadn't helped in that regard. Cyrus sat at the table with several plates of food to eat. All of this was not at all what I had expected of the day. I sighed softly and Cyrus chuckled at my pain.
"You've got your hands full with that one, I bet. Celine's kin are often as frustrating as the woman herself." I nodded softly as I leaned my head back to look at the ceiling. What exactly could I do about this? "Your family line comes from a blue dragon, yeah? You have the eyes, so you must have at least some mana." I flinched softly and shut my eyes.
"Does it matter? Once a dragon dies, their kin lose their hold on the magic until it's gone." It was true that
