On the way home.
Sally walked beside her grandmother, occasionally stealing glances at her face, as if she had something to say.
"Sally, what's the matter?"
Her gaze did not escape Sestina's notice; Sestina stopped, turned her head, and looked at her granddaughter with a gentle smile:
"Just say what you want to say, grandmother won't be angry. You are my only granddaughter, and you are also the only kin I have in this world."
"The only kin?" Sally was taken aback.
Sestina reached out her hand and traced Sally's delicate face with her fingertip, a hint of sadness appearing in her eyes.
"You look so much like your mother, especially your eyes," she said emotionally.
The bloodline of the Succubi was strong; they bore only female offspring, who tended to resemble their mothers in appearance. If the father's genes were not strong enough, they would hardly leave any trace on their daughter.