The Conquerors Path-Chapter 659-Lets Live Like A Family.

I liked seeing the color drain out of my mother's face from Aria's question, her twinkling curious yes focusing on Grace as she started to utter around.

"Um...ah....um..."

Being the only words leaving my mother's mouth as her eyes moved towards me asking for my help, I enjoyed her reaction for a moment after which I focused back on Aria, my lips curled into a gentle smile as I patted him floating Aria's head.

"It's not something for the current you're to understand my princess I will tell you all about it once you grow older, okay?"

"Mou~no fair~"

Aria pouted as she threw her hands into the air and complained while floating but in the end, she was unable to win against my head pats as she floated down from the air, her annoyance turning much more calmer as I spoke to her.

'Now why don't my little princess take me to this place?"

I asked with a smile while giving off a wink to my mother who just snorted at it, her hands curling around her chest, causing those luscious boobs to jiggle, taking my eyes off the prize I focused on Aria who started to read through the coordinate points I gave her, a mage of her level being easily able to take us there, the protection around the academy being the thin paper for Aria.

"Did my princess get the place?"

"Um"

Aria nodded to my words, thus I used one of my hands to hold Aria's hand while the other held my mothers, and soon with a flash the three of us disappeared from the room, the spatial anomaly around us being a bit rough but within a second the three of us arrived at a house, the confusion round us quickly setting down as my mother asked.

"Where are we?"

I smiled at her words, the three of us now have appeared in the middle of a living room, the house looking very comfortable and nice, overall the place gave a nice family vibes.

"Do you like the place?"

I asked to which Grace looked around, her eye staking everything, though within seconds she understood the place quickly matching her taste.

"This...?"

To her confused words, I reached out from behind Grace, hugging her from her back, my hands holding her soft wavy waist, sinking in, while my hips crushed against her motherly juicy ass, feelings its softness yet firmness on me while I placed my head on her shoulder leaning down a bit.

"That's right, this is a replica of a house that you wanted..."

The last whispers of my words covered over the blush that had come over my mother, her green eyes looking all through the place, taking it all in as she spoke.

"When?"

"I had set this place some time ago, making sure to give it all your desires, such that when a day comes for us to form a family, we might perhaps spend some time here, together..."

The last of my words ended with me hugging her easily tighter, pressing her onto me and I didn't need to see Grace's face to know the fact that she was moved.

The little sparkling pools of tears at the end of Aria's face made Grace's heart melt as she went forth to pat Aria's back as she spoke.

"Don't worry, mommy's not angry at all"

The words of my mother made me smile.

"It's perfect, Austin," she said, her voice filled with gratitude. "I never expected something like this. You really put so much thought into it."

I rested my chin on her shoulder, savoring the moment. "I want our family to have a home filled with love and happiness. This is just the beginning, Grace."

She turned in my embrace, and our eyes met. There was an unspoken connection, a shared understanding of the dreams we were building together. I leaned down, capturing her lips in a tender kiss.

In the background, Aria let out a pretend cough, making us break the kiss with laughter. "Sorry to interrupt, but can we go explore the outside, Daddy?" she asked, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Absolutely, sweetheart," I replied, taking both Grace's and Aria's hands. "Let's make more memories together." Speaking so I looked at my mother as I asked.

"How about some illusion?"

"Of course"

Grace replied back as I activated an artifact, the magic doing its work as both Grace and I turned to look like a beautiful couple, with brown hairs and eyes, while the same color-matched towards Aria, who though didn't like the inky feeling just went with the flow.

"Where is the town located?"

Grace asked.

"The town is located in the serene and picturesque kingdom of Eldoria, nestled between rolling hills and lush meadows," I replied.

I opened the door out of the house, and we came to gaze at cobblestone streets and charming houses adorned with flower-filled window boxes. A gentle breeze carried the sweet scent of blooming flowers, and the distant sound of laughter and music filled the air.

The town, named Everwood, was renowned for its warmth and hospitality. The townsfolk were known to be friendly, close-knit, and always ready to welcome newcomers with open arms. Everwood had a heartwarming sense of community that extended beyond the bustling marketplace to the tranquil parks and lively taverns.

My mother, Aria, and I stood in the center of the town square, surrounded by cheerful faces and the soft glow of lanterns. Children played nearby, their laughter blending with the soothing melody of a nearby street musician.

Grace, still captivated by the enchanting town, smiled as she looked around. "It's beautiful, Austin. I can almost feel the warmth of this town."

"That's Everwood for you," I replied, taking Grace's hand. "The people here are as wonderful as the town itself. Let's take a stroll through the marketplace and meet some of the locals."

As we walked through the cobblestone streets, the townsfolk greeted us with friendly smiles and warm hellos. Shopkeepers proudly displayed their wares, from vibrant fabrics to handmade crafts. The scent of freshly baked bread wafted from a nearby bakery, making our stroll even more delightful.

Aria, now walking alongside us, observed the surroundings with wide-eyed wonder. We reached the heart of the town, where a lively marketplace was in full swing. Vendors offered an array of goods and the vibrant colors of fruits and flowers. Aria's eyes sparkled as she spotted a stall selling handmade trinkets.

"Daddy, can we get something from there?" Aria asked, pointing excitedly.

"Of course," I replied, leading the way to the stall. The vendor, a kind-hearted woman named Elara, greeted us warmly. Aria carefully selected a small, intricately crafted trinket, her eyes gleaming with joy.

As we continued our stroll through Everwood, we encountered more friendly faces. The town's blacksmith, a jovial man named Gruff, shared tales of his craft. The herbalist, a wise woman named Seraphina, offered us a fragrant bouquet of healing herbs.