The boy had strong features. It was as if his entire body embodied the element of fire.
He had fiery red spiky hair and a glimmering pair of vermillion eyes. His stature was not that big, considering the fact that Tertia had told her that Theo was nine years old. Dragonkin was known to have a larger build on average than the other races with the exception of beastkin, but Theo was even smaller than she was at his age.
This boy was the same one she had saved back in her way home yesterday. The child who was cornered by six trash men, the ones she cleaned up and left discarded on the street in embarrassing postures. The one who ran away from her before she was even able to ask more questions about the situation.
Estelle's eyes widened in surprise as the boy had somehow found herself in this type of situation.
"He's Theo?" Estelle questioned, not hiding the shock that was present in her face. "He..."
