Rose crouched beside Cliff and watched the boy she hated almost die. Even his condition is terrible right now.

"If you weren't Rowan's son, that fire would have burned you to ashes. Don't ever make me angry if you don't want to be burned by my fire again. Do you understand?" Rose scolded in a high-pitched voice. Cliff, who could no longer tell the difference between reality and illusion, was silent and did not react.

"Never call me mother again. Call me mistress, for I am the owner of this ...