Chapter 73
Aaliyah
After Tristan left, I went to the library to read some of my mother's grimoires. Taking a sip from my cup of tea, I leaned back against the chair, flipping through the pages.
As time passed, I found myself gaining more knowledge about the spells my mother had written. I had just started practicing magic with the spells when I felt a rush of wind enter the library. Then, I heard whispers that reached my ears. Shutting the grimoire, I stood up, my heart racing as I scanned the room for the source of the noise.
Turning back to the grimoire on the table, my eyes widened at the sight of a young, beautiful woman with dark skin standing before it. Her fingers traced the cover of the book. Slowly, she raised her head, and our eyes met. At first, I thought I was dreaming. My heart raced as I continued to stare at her.
Oh my god!
"Mother," I breathed, seeing a smile tug on her lips.
