As James's face began to turn red the women reluctantly let go of her hug. As James was attempting to catch his breath his mother observers his wound with a surprised look on her face she looks at James and asks " w-what your wound is almost completely healed?, do you know how this happened" the previous James had been fed immense amount of precious Medicine to attempt to heal his wound but it was all for nothing in the end as the wound hardly showed signed of healing, if anything the wound was becoming worse.
"Um i Guess the medicine finally took?" James stutters out as his mother was still looking at her son in desbelif. "Well whatever happened I must inform your father immediately" It took James a second to Remember his father but as he did he had a sour look on his face, His father was the current head of the Thunder lord clan. He had multiple wives in attempt to pass down the purest Thunder lord bloodline he could. He was also a cold man but he did have his warm moments, well at least to his siblings who have awaken their bloodline. For the previous James he had never seen them suposed "warm side" of his father.
As James got up and walked around the room he happen to spot a mirrior. Well at least the closest thing to a mirrior there was, it was a silver plate on the wall. He walked up and looked at himself and he looked to be about 11-12 witch suprised James, he then noticed that he had pure golden hair with a little purple streak in it.He suddenly felt deep resent for this purple streak in his hair as the previous had been relentlessly teased by the other children for it. The previous James had always assumed that this streak came from his birth mother.
The king is James's true dad but the women he calles mother is not his true mother, but he has always treated her as so. She was the nicest and raised him Since he was a child and took care of him, so she might as well be his true mother.
On occasion James had asked the king about his true mother but all he would get would be a grumble about how she abandoned him and he needs know nothing about her.
James was snapped out of his thought by another loud bang with the appearance of a large frame in the doorway "father" James said respectfully as he bowed, albeit with a little pain due to his injury "Stand, boy" said his father with a strickt and stern voice. James stood to look at his towering father with streaking golden hair and blue eyes. His father inspected James's wound with a little suprise, even going as far as to rais an eyebrow. "As now your wounds are healed get back to your cultivation"
James was never really strict with his own cultivation due to his lack of talent he was only at the 6th level of the Qi condensation realm compared to the other children his age that were at the 9th or even 10th