Sofia glared at Alastor in doubt. But she can't say anything because she knows about Pristine's mana. He was the elf king born with unimaginable mana power which derives energy from nature.
She raised her left eyebrow and asked,"So, where is he now? I should welcome him greatly because he is now ruler of Moldavite City."
Alastor chuckled and answered,"He is now at the training ground. You start the preparation for the evening feast."
Sofia nodded and called the maids.
Alastor sighed and stood up abruptly but when he took the step to walk out Sofia called him again.
"And when are you going to get married?"
His face turned pale and his smile faded. He was expecting that question from his mother but he had only one answer for this ,"Not now."
Sofia nodded , maybe she was also aware of her son's answer. "And I heard you brought a new mortal werewolf woman?"
The atmosphere became awkward, Alastor couldn't see through his mother's thoughts but something was off.
