[Hello, my name is Charmy.]
Penelope's jaw was still hanging open.
[I'm 5.]
Penelope stared at Heinrich in disbelief.
"So, this is Charmaine. He's... he's the stone I made five... almost six years ago to become an Immortal Archmage," Heinrich said.
Penelope still couldn't comprehend anything.
"Okay, mine and the Duchess' working theory is that when we create the Philosopher's Stone, the mythical balance is achieved, and a new soul is created from it..."
"No, Your Highness, what I was surprised about is... why did he call me his... Mommy?" Penelope seriously asked.
"Well, this..." Heinrich tried to think of a way to explain it.
[Mommy, you mean. I was cheering for you allllll the time! I'm screeeeaming for Daddy to just see you and be with you!]
"He chose you as his master. That night at the North, he... essentially making you the person he dedicated his life into," Heinrich explained.
