As a member of the prominent Lux Family, Victoria never once thought that she would one day, kneel in front of another person other than the statue of the Goddess herself. Today, she was proven wrong.
Victoria could still feel her knees shake from the memory of her kneeling in front of the unknown sorceress. Her hand tightened around her daughter's hand as she stared at Dorothy's weak appearance. It has been a few hours since they left that hellish place, a few hours since she arrived in her daughter's room. Yet, the memories of what happened inside that house were still vivid in her head.
She would never forget it in all her life.
She wiped the tears in her eyes as she silently consoled herself. She did it for her daughter, she did it for Dorothy. What kind of mother would let their child just suffer? Perhaps, many mothers could do that but not her. Oh no, not her!
"Madam."
