But for now, before the executions had taken place, Alexander needed to take care of something that for some may`ve not been as important as the other stuff with which Alexander has been dealing with, but… This was a family matter, one he needed to attend to no matter what. Lightly pushing the open door inside one of numerous living rooms, Alex found Grayfia sitting on a couch in casual clothing consisting of white dress and a light blue jacket over it, as she looked with a concerned eye at her son, Millicas, who had stepped outside of the living room and was on the balcony, with Grayfia looking after him through the glass of window. Alexander sighed as he moved closer to his aunt, speaking up to her, not bothering to announce himself, as she already knew he was in the room.
