While they were talking about the condition that Roman has inherited from the family. He spotted Luna practicing magic in one of the castle's hanging gardens. He skipped into a fence and quickly said good bye to his ancestors.
"Gramps! Aunt see you later."
"Come right back! We're not done talking!"
He turned and answered to Margaux.
"I'll just be around you can ask me anything, anytime."
And ran towards the stairs.
"Your training starts tomorrow young Vegolash!"
Frego announced.
"Okay!"
Roman waved without looking back.
"I could have almost killed him."
Frego thought he looked exactly like Grug.
"That little girl that came with us were cousins of my future grandchildren. They're a family of energy benders, as what the people their age called it. But to us, they are witches."
Frego raised an eyebrow.
"Witches, as in flying broomsticks and spells."
Margaux nodded.
