The Hero's Son

Ares observed Sivone. She was a young woman, taller than Eurydice. She had leafy-green hair and hazel-brown eyes. She wore a robe that mages usually wear in the Palace but what made her stand out was the trinkets displayed all over her body. She has a necklace of mysterious purple-glowing vials hanging on her neck and an eye of drake. She had the same pearl earrings as Eurydice's. Siv had gifted it to her when the witch visited the ocean. It was given to her by a lost siren.

What Ares was more intrigued by was the fact that Siv had introduced herself as Eurydice's best friend.

"Call me Siv."

"Ares," He officially introduced himself.

Icarai took a deep breath, savoring peace once more, "You shouldn't be bringing Erron here just like that, Siv. You could've been shot by a spy along the way?"

"Spy?" Siv raised an eyebrow and then looked at her friend. "Another war again, Eurydice? Are you serious?"

"It cannot be avoided," Eurydice made it clear to her. "That's why I told you to keep a
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