"Papa," said Anice, not caring for the current conversation. "My earrings…they really belonged to Mama, right?"
"Of course they did, my girl. They're the exact pair of limiters she used after she first came into her energies." Looking ponderous for a moment, he added, "You said the air around you heated up once you took them off?"
She nodded.
"Then it seems it's her affinity that you've inherited, not mine."
Anice blushed as her father pulled her in for an affectionate hug. "My darling daughter," he said, cupping her face in a fond manner. "You've grown to look so much like her. I wish she were here to see how beautiful her child has become."
"Did she really look like me?" Her mother had died shortly after giving birth to her, so Anice had never met the woman in person. She had only seen her in portraits, like the one her father kept in his chambers, as well as the miniature copy of said picture that he had kept in her auntie's locket before he'd gifted it to Alistar.
