[Eon's POV: ]
"Young people surely worry too much about their children, huh?" Grandmother took a sip of her tea as she addressed the two young nobles sitting before her.
The natural air around her was filled with her authority, something that the two of them did not have despite their noble status.
They were pretty young to begin with, perhaps as young as uncle Theo and Aunt Haze, though, both surely weren't naive or fools.
"It was a mistake from our side, Lady Grizelda." Young lord Karl apologised with his head down, his light orange hair somehow complimenting the couch that coincidentally was of similar color.
"We acted impulsively when-."
"No! It wasn't his fault, my Lady!" His wife shouted and gave grandma a tense look.
"I was the one who forced him to look for the children."
'She really is serious about this, it seems.'
