Amore Mclary
Amore massaged her aching head. The coven's business had been giving her a headache lately. On top of that, her son Romeo, had been acting weird.
"Still not sleeping?" Amore asked when her assistant Verge walked inside her office.
"No Priestess," Verge lowered her head, her long black hair veiled most of her face. "I failed."
A loud sigh escaped Amore's lips. Her son had stopped sleeping for two days in a row now. And a human being who lacked sleep and rest could be very dangerous— especially someone who knows alchemy.
She eyed the huge piles of paper in front of her.
Unfortunately, she couldn't leave the coven and visit Barbados to attend to her son.
The experiments were currently in a very critical stage.
She couldn't leave now.
"Not even the sleeping pills— "
"He refused to take them."
Amore sighed. She knew he would refuse to take any pills. Her son had been born stubborn.
