Bab 752: Do You Matter?

Andar swallowed, not knowing what he was feeling at this moment. He had just partially resolved his lingering trauma with Rowan's departure and now another bombshell might have just literally dropped into his life.

The last time he had seen or heard from his mother she had been on the tumultuous path to becoming an Arch mage, a position that was harder to enter than a camel walking through the eye of a needle. She had sent him to his grandfather who had quickly handed him over to his master.

He did not remember much about his grandfather, who did not even look him in the eyes the entire three hours he had spent with the man, but he did remember his mother.

She had spent even less time with him, according to his maids, when his mother understood his condition she had abandoned a newly born Andar, and he had been nursed entirely by maids.