"The little boy... he has potential." Ava nodded. Both her parents waited for her to explain.
"You both know that I was not interested in this festival. When the procession started, I wanted nothing more than to get it done. Surprisingly, something pulled my eyes to look in the direction of the boy. A will so strong, it enabled him to pull me, who was the object of his persistence, to come to him. Mother, isn't that power utterly familiar? "
It was the king's turn to be rendered speechless. He doesn't understand what his child means, nor does he comprehend how the queen can look thoughtful in the current situation.
"Dear, what's wrong?" The king saw how the beautiful, delicate face of his wife paled slightly and looked over at him.
"My king, do you remember the human child who awakened the power of Silver Bloom Devouring Lotus to Ava?"
The queen's pause raised the tension in the air. She gave Ava a sideways glance. "This little boy may not be one of the Faery folks."
