Aelira laughed again, bringing her perfectly manicured hands to her mouth. She was greatly entertainment by the childish antics of this grandson of hers. "And what if I am correct? What would you do for me?" She asked him amid her laugh.
The boy did not waste time and answered her immediately. "Then I will grant you three requests as well."
The Dowager Queen looked toward Valerian, checking to see if he will intervene, but had no intention to add himself in that problem. He still remembers the oath his son asked him to swear in the name of the storm god. Back them he thought it was just a child's antics at getting his wishes fulfilled. Only by living through it does he think otherwise.
He had an inkling of what vaelric might be thinking, but he knows that it's impossible....there is just no way that Aurelia will suddenly turn out to be his mother. So he decided to sit out of this one. So when his mother looked towards him....Valerian looked toward the ceiling.
