Rise of the Fallen Son-in-law

Chapter 107

Mona stood before Lucille and Elliott, her fine clothing cast aside, revealing the woman beneath. She wore only a simple shirt, and her feet were bare. She stood tall and strong. There was no need for pretense here, no need to play the part of a queen. In this moment, she was simply a woman, seeking to connect with those who stood before her.

Elliott's bashful reaction to Mona's casual state of dress was endearing and sweet. He was clearly out of his element, unused to such an informal and intimate setting. It was clear that he wasn't accustomed to the presence of a woman who was unafraid to show her true self, who didn't put up any pretense or facade. His reaction was a sign of his innocence and purity, a refreshing change from the complicated world they had come from.

Mona welcomed them at the picnic table.

Lucille explained that she had a problem controlling her gift.

Mona's teacup shook. "The goddess of death is asking me to teach her to control her visions?"

Lucille pouted and