The Primordial Record novel Chapter 307

Chapter 307 The Stolen Light

Seeing his reaction she bent down in laughter, supporting herself by holding his hand, "ha ha ha, you should see your face, ha ha ha, I never knew my big strong boy could blush. You know, I will have to argue that now is the best time to ask you about it, so let's not change the topic, and we shall discuss your lack of a partner or many partners if that is what you desire."

"Hmph… I'm not a child, mother."

"What? You are now a big macho man who doesn't need a woman? I remember 842,000 years ago, you had this unholy crush on a Wood Nymph, gosh it was so embarrassing seeing your star-struck eyes and your goofy smile."

Rowan wanted to speak, and then he paused, he raised his hand and he placed it down, before he forced himself to speak, "First, how do you know I had a crush on a Wood Nymph, are those things not supposed to be around 10 inches tall? No, scratch that, I would rather not dig more into this subject."

"Come on Rowan, indulge your poor mother, and shapeshifting was one of your many gifts… so I recall you also like taking other forms, if you know what I mean." She winked at him.

Rowan scoffed, "I can't be with you. I cannot believe my mother, an Empyrean, is a pervert." he looked away, but by the curve of his lips he was smiling.

"There it is, that smile that breaks my heart and fills it with joy. I will never forgive him for making your existence a living hell." The anger in her eyes burned so hot that it shook all of reality before she pushed it back and smiled, "You are doing every available female in the universe a disservice by keeping that smile hidden, you know. What? Do you think your status as an Empyrean means that you can't sleep with as many women as you want, or that it makes you a eunuch?"

Rowan sighed and went with it, "Well, as you said, what if I want to be a strong macho man who doesn't need any bitch*s?"

"Language!" She smacked his head, but she had to stand on tiptoes to do so, after all, the glorious Empyrean of life was 5'5 (1.65 meters). Rowan had no doubt she could be as colossal in size as she wanted, but she appeared to prefer this diminutive size.

He huffed, "Seriously, mom, it's no longer funny."

"Okay, I will stop playing with you. You have my noble blood, don't you dare bring any skank to my doorsteps."

"Well, as that's what you want, I will make sure I do the opposite!"

"Don't you dare?"

"How will you stop me?"

"you…you… you are no son of mine."she turned away sulking and Rowan walked up and placed his hand on her shoulder, and it was shaking, he nearly panicked thinking she was crying and then he turned her around and she broke down in laughter.