Mary pov

                How can my son create high tier potions within an hour and use low grade ingredients did I give birth to a genius or a monster? I looked back at my son to see him confused at my reaction this made me realize I was wrong I didn’t give birth to a monster such a cute child could never be such.

                “mom did I do something wrong I know you told me not to touch the ingredients but I had to make sure I could do this, if mom doesn’t want me to continue I understand I just wanted you to be proud of me.” (Ace)

                What, why would I be mad at something so amazing I have to correct him before things get out of hand between us.

                “I am proud of you, it was just a surprise that’s all will you show me how you did it with these ingredients?” (me)

                “Of course anything you want!”(Ace)

Ace POV

                My innocent act worked now it’s time to shine let’s take it slow and act like it’s hard for me to do it. When my place the ingredients on the table I quickly acted I closed my eyes raising my hand up like I was using the force and started the process, once in a while I would act like I messed up somehow and spill some of the potion. After about five minutes I finished it, when I opened my eyes the blood red liquid swirled in the beaker around it was the spilled potion that dyed the counted a blood red.

                “Sorry mother for spilling some of it but after doing three others I am exhausted I can probably get one more done but I won’t be able to do any more for the rest of the day.” (me)

                As I stared at my mother she was completely shocked unable to take her green eyes off of the potions.

                “It’s okay you can rest for a bit I am sure this is enough for the lord even if we haven’t completed three of them  this is good enough.” (mother)

                I gave a small smirk and got off of the chair I wasn’t done acting yet to fully pull of my act, when I went around the counter I stumbled to the floor my mom caught me just before hitting the ground she carried me to my chair in the corner and place a blanket over me, she scrambled around for a little bit after but soon relaxed after about an hour.

Mother Pov

                I can’t believe what I just saw, my son made a high tier potion out of thin air he looked like  he was struggling to make another potion once in a while I could see some of the potion spill onto the counter, sweat ran down his face as he finished he opened his eyes and stared at me with his deep blue eyes before saying.

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                “Sorry mother for spilling some of it but after doing three others I am exhausted I can probably get one more done but I won’t be able to do any more for the rest of the day.” (Ace)

                Wait he could create five high tier potions a day, gods have truly favored us but he looked extremely exhausted better not push him he is still just a three year old boy.

                “It’s okay you can rest for a bit I am sure this is enough for the lord even if we haven’t completed three of them  this is good enough.” (me)

                Ace gave me a quick smile and got down disappearing behind the counter, as he came into view he started to stumble them started to fall I quickly acted catching him midair, his body was cold to the touch while his breathing was shallow but it seems like he is only unconscious. Was the process really that tough for him? He wanted to do one more for me even though he was suffering like this, oh what am I going to do with you my little genius?

                I put him into his usual spot and covered him in a blanket then went back to business, I put the spilled potion in another small beaker and put it to the side so I could take it to a professional and get it checked out, I have never seen a healing potion this dark before. The day went on without a problem Ace woke up about three hours later but just stared out of the window for some reason he looked depressed, I should talk to James about this when we go home.

                As the final bell rang for shops to close I locked up along with bringing one of Ace’s potions with me, as we were walking I noticed the other kids around us giving Ace dirty looks but he just kept hold of my hand not reacting in any way but every time he noticed I was looking he would smile at me. We finally got to our little hut just in time to see the crystal trees to start shining in the darkness; if I didn’t know better I would say it was the most peaceful place in this country.

                Ace fell asleep half way home so I carried him back home, he was so light to carry and every once in a while he would let out this squeak sound he reminds me so much of a red horned squirrel, I walked in to see James sitting at the table playing with his knife.

                “Hey honey I will be right back I need to put Ace in bed after we need to talk about the future.” (me)

                “Alright I will be here.” (James)

                I walked in and tucked Ace into bed but he wouldn't let go of my arm as I tried to leave, I could only smile at him I kissed him good night and escaped his grasp and walked out to talk with James.