EARLIER
Estel was seated on William's lap as she wrote things in her book.
"Your handwriting is just as cute as your mother's" William mused behind her.
"Cute? It's a nightmare, papa" Estel said looking down at what her papa assumed to be cute when it was the total opposite. She knew that much and she blushed in embarrassment, she forgot her papa could tell every single little thing.
William merely chuckled at her words, he could tell this much because of the movement of her aura and it was the exact same as Ava's, her characteristics were just the same as hers. So he could tell her handwriting was identical to Ava's, even as she blushes on every occasion.
"How many words have you written down?"
"About 200!"
"That's excellent"
"Papa?"
"Yes dearest?"
Estel puts the quill down and faces her papa. "Why did you seal my powers?" she asked curiously because it has weighed on her mind ever since.
