Elizabeth Voss, Matriarch of the Voss Family!
A symbol of beauty and power all over the world, of Elias
With nicknames such as the queen of ten-thousand illusions, the empress of deceit
The mistress of the mist.
Specializing in illusion and dark-magic, as a sixth-order mage, her status in Dragon Empire can to be said to be in the top one percent
However, now running through the hallways without completely disregarding her image to the outside world, Elizabeth ran towards Damien's room with haste
Taking each step, her long white hair fluttered in the wind, her blue eyes dilated with worry.
Just now, she was in her study reading up some new magic and preparing to break through the seventh order while also dealing with a few of the family's affairs
However, just as she was in the middle of practicing a few magic circles, a young maid suddenly stormed In telling her the newborn son was crying
As a mother, how could she be calm?
As soon as she heard this, she instantly threw her book on the table, lifted her long purple gown by the ends so it didn't touch the ground, and hurried over to his room
For someone like her who was just over the age of thirty, and hailed as one of the greatest geniuses in history possessing unparalleled power, might, and prestige
In front of the thing called motherhood, she was completely helpless.
Ever since she had put to bed a week ago, she had been a mess of emotions such as worries, love, fear, and so many others
Adding to the fact that her husband was currently away on a mission, this past week had been one of, if not the toughest week of her life
Fortunately, the maids in the mansion were all helpful, making sure to let her rest after promising her they would report back to her if Damien ever made any sudden changes
"Madam! The young master is crying again!"
"It seems we either need to feed or change him."
Just when Elizabeth was lost in thoughts, the maid who had run to call her from the study suddenly spoke from behind
Wearing a traditional black and white made dress with short orange hair and green eyes, the maid, Isabelle, was her personal assistant
A girl whom she had picked up a few years ago, when she destroyed some slave traders on her way during a mission
Back then, she was just ten years old, now eight years have passed, and Elizabeth treats her like her own daughter
So hearing these words, her worried heart slightly calmed down.
Yes, they were in their own mansion, obviously nothing could happen
However, even though she knew this, as a new mother, she was inevitably worried anytime her child shed a tear
Luckily, by now they had already reached the entrance to Damien's room, where the source of the sound came.
Taking a deep breath, with her one palm placed against her chest, and her sky blue eyes shaky
She slowly stepped into the room, with Isabelle right behind her.
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[Damien Pov]
Beauty!
Watching his mother step into the room, Damien, who was already at the peak of activating his high-level crying abilities,s couldn't help but stop at this moment
Looking at her silver hair and blue eyes, her fair skin that seemed to have not a single trace of time on it
Even he had to admit that just from the illustrations alone in the novel, he knew that Elizabeth was a beauty
But seeing her up close, Damien could say without a doubt that no one in his former world was nearly as beautiful as her.
However, just before he could observe her more, a pair of giant arms suddenly came and lifted him up from behind
"My Lady, here!"
"It looks like the young master saw you enter and suddenly stopped crying, perhaps he misses you?"
Saying this with a smile on her face, the young Isabella looked at her tiny young master with love in her eyes
As the only son of the woman who saved her when she was at her lowest, Isabella had already sworn to take care of Damien when he grew up
For her, he was an extension of the woman she owed everything and which in turn meant she owed Damien everything, as she knew with her mediocre self, she really had nothing to offer her madam
Thinking of this, her eyes couldn't help but turn firm as she held Damien in her arms
And Elizabeth, as if guessing Isabelle's thoughts, smiled gently as her lips slightly turned towards the sky
"It's alright, Elizabeth, but like you said before, I'm sure that he was also hungry even if he missed me."
"But it's alright, Mommy also missed you too, now come and have some milk."
Stretching out her hands, Elizabeth gently took Damien away from Isabelle as she undid one strap of her gown
And Damien, despite being hungry, seeing this, couldn't help but widen his eyes
"Damn it! Although it's been a week, but I can't get used to this!"
"In my past life, I was a grown high-schooler about to go to university!"
"How can I still be drinking milk! And right from the source, too!"
Looking directly into his mother's eyes, Damien wanted to shout, 'Babies shall never be slaves!'
Unfortunately, before he could even react, he suddenly felt warm milk flowing down his throat.
Not only that, but as the milk entered his body, he slowly felt himself becoming more and more tired
Unable to control himself, he soon fell asleep, leaving a smiling mother and maid alone in the room
"Sleep, my child, I have a surprise for you!"
"You might not believe this, but your father just completed his mission and is on his way back home!" Said Elizabeth as a gentle light flashed through her eyes
Sadly, at this time, Damien was already fast asleep, so he could not hear what she said, if not, he would have been scared out of his wits
After all, his father is none other than the current strongest in the empire
The man titles the closed person to God, the world's only half-step ninth order
Theron Voss!