WEAKNESSES

Everyone stilled as they stared at Moreau in disbelief, while Eloise whimpered in fear.

"Stop saying rubbish Moreau, and let the girl go…" Sebastian said as if he was bored of this.

"I'm not saying rubbish, knucklehead.." Moreau smiled, looking at Eloise from head to toe.

"She's a witch.." he repeated, feeling certain, the hair and eye color said it all, he's not seen her here before, and this is the first time he's seeing her here, but he was sure she was a la fey.

"Red haired, green eyed, exactly like Estelle's, you're a la fey…" Moreau said in amusement, as Sebastian stepped out, grabbing Eloise from Moreau's hold.

"What do you mean?" Queried Sebastian,

"I know Estelle well enough to know that this is her daughter, in fact she is the last daughter, and she must have used a concealing spell so you wouldn't smell her magic.." Moreau explained, as he sat leisurely on a chair.

"How can you be so sure?" Adia questione, Eloise looks so scared right now.

"Anyone can have the same eye colo