Forget Everything

CHAPTER SIXTY-THREE

"My mother?" Doni asked with a confused expression on his face, the Duke paused slightly trying to notice his reaction, but there was nothing suspicious about the way he spoke. "How could the goddess of the moon be my mother? I'm unworthy of that honor."

"You don't remember?" He persisted.

"My mother's name is Vivian, she stole your money and ran away with a stables man, leaving me behind," Doni started to cry, "What else is there to remember, my lord? What else? Am I not suffering because of her?"

The duke drew in a sharp breath, and he turned to look at Arcane, and he simply shrugged at him, the duke nodded giving Arcane permission to cut the boy loose. Doni fell with a light hump on the floor, more blood pouring out of his wounds.

"Here," the duke fumbled through his pocket and handled him a small potion, "Drink it."