For a long time, Alaric grappled to comprehend the gravity of the situation.
He paced tho and fro his room, his fingers digging into his hair.
His mum was at his gate. The very woman he's learnt to outlive was right at his gate.
His head was chaotic. Was it a good thing? Why was she there at such an odd hour? Why would she even show up at all? Could she have an ulterior motive?
No. His mum would never hurt him, would she? He didn't know where the hell she had been for the past fifteen years, but she hadn't been so much of a monster to want to hurt him. Right?
He contended with the questioning thoughts in his head as he tried to make a quick decision. A part of him warned him not to go. But man, he was curious and needed to know what was happening with his mum. If she was there to harm
