Tale of a Hedonistic wizard

Chapter 160: Crimson Sky

Vivianne studied Jaegar's face intently,

The light vanished after a couple of seconds, and Angus and Vivianne, who had witnessed the spectacle from outside, hurried inside.

They found Augusta cradling the baby boy, her face radiant with joy. As they approached, Augusta looked up at Vivianne with tears streaming down her face. "He's perfect," she whispered, her voice filled with overwhelming love. Augusta and Vivianne exchanged a knowing smile, feeling the weight of the moment as they joined Augusta in celebrating the arrival of their newest family member.

Angus frowned, while Vivianne smiled warmly at Augusta, who proudly showed her the baby, and then she gave her the boy to hold him.

Present,

"That was when I first held you, you were so tiny and fragile," Vivianne reminisced, her voice filled with nostalgia.

She looked at Jaegar, who was standing, his face grim. Then he said, his voice deepening, "Then what happened?"

Jaegar's gaze was fixed on Vivianne.

She stared at the front, the memories of those ominous crimson clouds lingering in the back of her mind.

He knew that whenever those clouds appeared, it was a sign that something significant was happening in his life, like his evolution, and that they somehow held a connection to him. But his immediate concern was his mother, Augusta, knowing the truth.

Vivianne rose from her place and approached Jaegar, stopping in front of him as she continued her narrative.

Her words flowed like a bittersweet melody, recounting the moments of joy and love that Augusta had experienced after Jaegar's birth. It was heartening to hear how his mother had cherished him.

"Little Lin also came to visit you when she heard that she got a little brother," Vivianne added, her voice tinged with nostalgia. But the tone soon shifted, and her gaze dropped as she recalled the painful events that followed.

"After a few weeks, she suddenly came to me, wounded," Vivianne continued, her voice heavy with the weight of those memories. "Right after she arrived, Angus came. She gave you to me and asked me to promise, a promise to protect you at all costs.

Before I could ask any questions, she fell to the ground, covered in blood.  Then Angus explained that assassins had attacked the cabin when he wasn't there. You were crying inconsolably, and I didn't think twice. I left the palace and took you to your aunt.

She whispered to me, those words, and I still couldn't understand why she said that, she said, to keep you away from my family. I didn't understand why, but I respected her decision and gave you to your aunt.

I was in contact with your aunt, we talked once in a while. She assured me that you were safe and well taken care of.

Augusta was like a daughter to me, I cherished her, she was a great woman, and she would have been a great mother too." She let out a heavy sigh.

"Later, I learned from my son that he took her," she said after a little pause.

He laid your mother to rest near the cabin."

Jaegar listened intently, his emotions in a tumultuous swirl as he processed the information. He finally spoke, his voice low and filled with intensity, "The ones who killed my mother... what happened to them?"

Vivianne met his gaze squarely and replied, "Angus and I personally tracked down each and every one of them, and we ensured they paid for their crimes."

"We tried to investigate why they attacked her, we found that they actually came for you."

As Jaegar absorbed the weight of her words, memories of his mother's smiling face flashed before his eyes.

He let out a heavy sigh, his emotions swirling within him. "Thank you," he uttered, his voice thick with a mix of gratitude and the need for solitude. "I need some time to cool off."

With that, he turned away, his thoughts heavy with the revelations of the past, leaving Vivianne to contemplate the impact of her words on her grandson.

After walking a few steps, he turned back to her and asked her, "Can you... take me to the cabin?"