138 Chapter 135 A Mothers Love (2/2)

”I only managed to get as far as I did, because you unlocked my full fey bloodline and made me my golems to spar with. With you healing me whenever I got hurt, I learned much faster than I would have otherwise.”

”I wasn't going to just sit around and watch you get hurt!”

”Oh, I know. I'm just glad you didn't sit around on your b.u.t.t the entire time.”

”After all those comments on how bad I was with a sword, I made my staff.”

”You've always wanted a staff. It made you more mage-like,” she said with a soft chuckle.

”The ESSENTIAL WOOD on the shaft made it strong enough that even you couldn't hurt it easily. I'm just glad you knew enough about spear fighting to teach me to use it.”

”You had a small bit of talent before I started teaching you, so it wasn't all me. I'm just glad you agreed to put a blade on the end.”

”I'm still not sure that it doesn't make me look like a death walker, or something.”

As she chuckled again, Joseph noticed a few men they were walking by hesitated and looked around. The feeling of possessiveness that came over him was so odd, he honestly wasn't sure how to deal with it. On one hand, he was please she was his, and on the other, he didn't want to share her with anyone. None of his previous lives had prepared him for this, and it left him uncomfortable.

He paused outside the door to his father's office. It was right before lunch time, and he knew his mother would be inside, waiting for him to finish his morning tasks so that they could walk together to the dining hall. This was going to be incredibly unpleasant. Since all of his prior childhood memories had been shavist, he missed that this was taken from him. He couldn't spend that time with his parents, who actually loved and cherished him. But this time around, he had power. He was determined to do whatever it took to keep them safe. Whatever it took.

”Master William, there is someone here to see you,” said the butler, Jerry.

”Who is it?” asked his father.

”Joseph,” he blurted out, before Jerry could open his mouth to ask.

”Joseph?” cried his mother, rus.h.i.+ng to the door. ”What happened? Your voice…”

She paused at the door as her eyes came to rest on him. His father was right behind her.

”I've missed you guys so much!” he said, a hitch catching in his throat. He had told himself he wouldn't cry, but the tears came anyway.

His mother blinked, then grabbed him in a fierce bear hug. ”You better tell me everything,” she whispered in his ear.

”I promise.”

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