As Sersvil looked into her daughter's eyes, they still had the same pure innocence to them.
Seeing her and hearing the question made Sersvil's heart ache with the pain thinking about her daughter's troubles.
As someone who never trained with her siblings, Amelia was always looked down upon by the other members of the family.
Though Aarthius didn't treat her harshly, he didn't love her like the other children either.
For a mother, hearing something like that was the worst possible test the gods could present her with.
"No, dear. I would n-never... do that."
Sersvil's voice cracked at the end as she hugged Amelia.
Amelia responded in kind.
"Don't ever think about something like that, okay?"
"Okay."
"Good girl."
Sersvil patted her daughter's head lovingly. She regretted not being the mother she had to be. A question like that should have never crossed a child's mind, but it did.
And Sersvil hoped it wouldn't happen again.
"My Lady, the Lord has called for you."
