“I have a name. Skylark. Inform this peasant mutant whom he is speaking with.” The lady said midly.
My father turned in his seat and facing young Styx. “Her name’s lady Mary Little. She is my elfin wife of a sort and also my book keeper and manager of my affairs.”
Styx shook his head. “Mary is a proper Edo lady’s name. She’s a dark elf pure blood.”
“Mary Little is her name…..in the public. I have no idea what her real name is because according to their beliefs Mary’s hold power over her people. It’s close enough to the truth though.”
“But she has power over you though. Is that it?”
Lord Skylark shrugged. “My child is in her. It is what it is. My child will not be an orphan or live as we did. Be respectful.” He said simple.
Styx frowned but said nothing more. He studied the beautiful elf on the other seat facing him. “My apologies Mum. I am Styx Shade. I meant no disrespect to you. It’s my street up bringing and such. Sense your married to my brother that would make you my elder sister in-law.”
Miss Little held up her hand. “Skylark has no family. You-” She paused looking between them and frowned. She fixed her gaze on Lord Skylark. “Skylark. Who is this boy to you?”
“He was raised for a time by Mother Fin.” He said.
“He will not be an heir to your holdings. No matter what legal agreements stand between you two or otherwise.” Miss Little said with a calm assurance.
“I am his teacher. Styx is going to be my disciple. Once inducted into the guild he will make his way on his own. He has a gift. I wish to nurture.”
Miss Little snorted and caught Styx staring at her in confusion. She looked at him pointedly. “What are you confused about boy? You are a boy in fact. How old are seventeen summers at the most?”
Styx shook his head. “Seventeen and a half fall days Mum. Again, I apologize for my low born behavior. It’s just a habit and experiences I have had.”