"What do you want?" I asked, folding my arms, and glaring at Mother.
We were in the woods, right outside the settlement. She had led me here, claiming she wanted some privacy, somewhere away from prying eyes.
"What kind of deal did you make with the Demon Lord to gain those powers?" She asked, completely ignoring my glare. I sighed – she was doing it again, requesting, no, demanding information.
"I made no deal, Mother." I raised my chin. "I paid nothing that wasn't already paid, and I wasn't given anything that wasn't already mine."
Mother's expression darkened. Her lips formed a thin line as she pondered, trying to see what I meant. I endured her glare, refusing to elaborate any further.
"What does that mean?" She finally asked. It took some effort to not grin. It was rare that she was the one who didn't understand something.