"Oh, it's actually," Kyra sighed falling short of words. He never could he shut his mouth for once, could he?
"Are you a witch by any chance?" Elizebeth asked looking between Kyra and her talking frog. She had seen a few shorts where the pets owned by witches could talk for real. They would be fed with some magic potion and ta-da, their pets could talk like mortals.
"Yes, I am, " Kyra replied assuming that she had seen through her son's miserable state.
But before she could beg her side, Elizebeth happily hugged her for no reason.
Was she happy that her son finally was receiving punishment? Did she find him annoying like her? Kyra had those baseless thoughts as her eyes blinked in confusion.
"Well, I am so happy for him now." Elizebeth excitedly expressed breaking the hug and patting her cheek, she added, "I hope you protect him from now onwards, Kyra."
