Arthur stared at the woman, wearing a long flowery dress coupled with a large hat. Her skin was smooth and dark, making a stark contrast with her white irises. However, even though she was not staring at him, the woman brought him comfort.
"How is meeting your mother become your worst nightmare?" Arthur asked the seer standing behind. As he turned to look at him, he caught a fraction of sadness on his face before it disappeared under a mask of coldness.
"This is my greatest regret," said Sier as he pointed at the woman's belly. It was protruding, suggesting her pregnancy. "This is before my birth."
"Greatest regret?"
"Being born at all," chuckled Sier. "If this were not an illusion, I would have killed this woman before she gave birth to me."
"...how would you have the heart to kill your mother?" Arthur genuinely didn't understand. "As I look at her, I see nothing but kindness."
