"It was an intense battle. However, in the end, the first saintess defeated the Demon Lord. She married the prince and together they ruled over the kingdom with tranquility and prosperity."
A young boy, no older than seven years old raised his head. He was sitting under the shade of a tree, reading a book. One could see that there was satisfaction plastered on his soft face.
"Oliver!"
He glanced when his mother called him. The mother had the same beautiful and lustrous green hair as the young boy. But their eyes were different in colors, the woman had purple eyes while the young boy was like the glistening golds.
"Mom, you're here!" Oliver closed his book. He stood up quickly to greet his mother. "Why are you running like that, what if you collapse again? Please, don't make me worry again with you Mom."
"Ayee, look at this kid." his mother rubbed his hair. "I can handle myself, sweetie"
