On the balcony of the mansion stood Ms. Lozen, It was time for the sunset. As the sun dipped below the horizon, the fleeting color of dusk began to fade away.
The view of the garden from the balcony was the same as ever.
But in truth, it was just a sad reflection of what it used to be, it was not the garden it once used to be. The difference was there was no one to play in it.
Ms. Lozen still misses the time where the garden was filled with the playful joy and laughter of Grey, Eira, and Emilia. So was the house, it was filled with joy and laughter from everyone in it.
But after Alice's death everything changed, nothing was the same as it used to be. Everyone walked away towards their own way.
Eira was training under Ranulf for a while, later she went on her way to pursue more strength.
Her ideal is to pursue absolute strength so that she can never let a war break out ever in the future.
Ranulf was in grief for a while due to the loss of his wife and kid. later he decided to move out of the mansion and go back to his home country, The Frey nation. His whereabouts are unknown, no one knows where he is now and what he is up to.
However, there was a truth that only Ms. Lozen knew, the truth about Grey being alive. But even after knowing the truth, she couldn't find the whereabouts of Grey.
Even after four years she still has no idea about Grey's whereabouts or even the fact that he is alive or not.
Standing on the balcony she gazed at the gate of the mansion, hoping that one day Grey would show up through those gates.
As she was standing on the balcony, she felt a sudden presence near her that popped of nowhere. But she knew who it was.
"What's with the sudden visit?" asked Ms. Lozen.
*I can't even visit my old friend now.* answered the person who suddenly teleported into Ms. Lozen's room.
{Author note: By * it means that the person is conversing through telepathy.}
"Friends? You forgot about me since you became queen of witches."
*I was busy, okay. Since I am not the queen of witches anymore, I will be visiting you frequently.* said the old lady. The old lady's name was Hilda, the same old woman that Grey met in the antique store.
"What happened? Did they kick you out? Or they realized how much of a disappointment you were in the name of the queen." Said Ms. Lozen mockingly as she walked inside the room and sat in the chair.
Following her, the old woman Hilda also sat in the chair.
*Kick me? People consider me the greatest queen of witches, only next to demoness Ami. Anyways I came here to give you the news.*
"News?"
*Yes, news and an exciting one at that.*
Ms. Lozen raised an eyebrow as if it had piqued her interest. Ms. Lozen waited for the old lady to open her mouth and reveal the surprise, but even after five seconds, the old lady was still quiet.
"Stop with the suspense and tell me what it is."
*At least, let me build up some suspense.* said that old lady which caused Ms. Lozen to shoot a death glare towards her.
The old lady sighed as she said *Fineeee, I will tell you what it is. I found your grandson, I just met him today.*, said the old lady blatantly.
"What?"
* As I said, he is alive. I met him---*
"He is alive." Said Ms. Lozen in a whispering voice. Her eyes welled with tears, her lips formed a smile.
Looking at Ms. Lozen's tears of joy, The old woman Hilda let out a sigh.
*Here.* Said the old woman as she gathered violet-colored dark aura in her hand and shot it towards the mirror of the wardrobe.
The ball of dark aura enveloped the mirror and started playing a particular picture
It was a picture of a young boy entering a shop...
He was a boy with straight pale white hair, one would compare his hair to snow. Along with his hair, his eyebrows and his long eyelashes also wore the same white pale color.
His long eyelashes did a great job of enhancing the beauty of his intoxicating Purple-indigo eyes. The mole under his right eye also did a great job of amplifying his already attractive facial features.
The boy in the picture was Grey.
"Look it's Grey!!!." Said Ms. Lozen as her voice broke.
"He is alive!!."
*I know.*
"It's my Grandson---- He is Grey!!."
*Yes, He is your grandson.*
"Look, Hilda, he is Alive!!." Said Ms. Lozen pointing towards the picture of Grey.
*Yes, He is alive.*
"He is alive, Hilda ...… He is alive. I have been... I have been waiting for years, waiting for my grandson." The tears the welled up in Ms. Lozen's eye started pouring out of her eyes.
The old lady Hilda stood up from her chair she walked closer to crying, Ms. Lozen.
*Yes your grandson is alive and he has grown into a handsome little man, you should be proud.* Said old lady Hilda as she patted Ms. Lozen's head.
"Yes, he has turned into a handsome young man." Chuckled Ms. Lozen. "I am so happy... My Grandson is alive, Hilda."
Ms. Lozen kept repeating the same word over and over as her smile grew brighter and brighter.
*Your Grandson is alive and he has grown into a healthy and strong boy. But there is something I need to tell you.*, Old lady Hilda's expression became serious.
Looking at the serious expression on lady Hilda's face grew Ms. Lozen's concern.
*Even though your grandson has grown into a healthy and incredibly strong boy, I can't say the same about his mental state.*
The old lady Hilda sat back in her chair as she continued "Your Grandson -----Grey, he had suffered a lot. He had witnessed the horror of wars at a very young age and over that his mom dying in front of me only deteriorated his mental state further.
To cope with the loss of his mom, the eight-year-old Grey desperately clung to his mom's legacy, The legacy of Hero Alice.
The eight-year-old Grey swore that he would be a hero, he would save everyone. That's why he tried to save each and every one of the surviving villager's kids. He tried to save them.
But his reality further crashed, as he saw the kids die in front of him one after another, helplessly. Not being able to endure the pain caused by the instability of energy inside them. Some committed suicide while others begged Grey to kill them.
He killed his own friends, with his own hands. He had no choice, he didn't want them to commit suicide.
Later he started questioning his ideals of being a hero when he discovered that the hobgoblins he killed to save humans had his family too. He started questioning whether it is necessary to destroy something to save something.
But, you don't need to worry. Since the things that's had happened to him and the things that will happen to him will forge the person he is destined to be.*
The old lady looked at Ms. Lozen with a sharp smile
*After all he is a person that has a great significance to the story of this world.......*