Her lips parted in confusion. "Damien…?"

He reached into his pocket, his movements slow and deliberate. A faint glint of gold caught the evening light as his fingers pulled something free.

Her breath hitched when she saw it.

He stretched his arm out, holding a golden card toward her.

The emblem on the top corner gleamed faintly under the light—the unmistakable royal crest of the kingdom, embossed in intricate detail.

For a few seconds, Claire just stood there, completely frozen. Her eyes widened, reflecting the letter's shimmer as if her mind refused to register what she was seeing.

"That's…" she whispered, her voice barely audible.

Her lips opened, then closed again.

No words came out.

Her hand trembled as she lifted it slightly, as though afraid that touching it might make it vanish.

She knew that emblem. She had seen it only once before in her life—years ago, when a knight from the capital had passed through the village on royal duty.

It was the seal of the kingdom's elite institution, the Evergreen Spire Academy, the most prestigious academy in the kingdom.

This wasn't just any card. It was a direct invitation—the kind given only to those personally recognized by the kingdom or its knights.

Her gaze darted between the letter and Damien's calm, handsome face, disbelief flooding her features.

It felt unreal. Impossible.

Her son, the one who had never awakened a class for years… standing here now, holding that.

She swallowed hard, her breath shaky, before finally managing to speak in a soft, trembling voice, "This is a direct… invitation to become an elite student at… Evergreen Spire Academy."

Damien nodded slowly, his smile warm and proud.

"I did awaken a class this time," he said, his voice steady and confident. "And it was a Unique grade."

The words hit her like a thunderclap.

For a moment, her mind went completely blank.

Her brain froze, trying to process what she just heard.

'A Unique grade class?'

She blinked rapidly, her heart pounding in her chest.

Her lips trembled as she echoed faintly, "A… Unique grade… class…"

It took several seconds before it truly sank in, before the meaning of those words fully registered.

Then, slowly, a bright, disbelieving smile broke through her daze.

Her eyes shimmered with tears that glinted in the fading light.

"R-really?" she stammered, her voice rising slightly with excitement. "You awakened a Unique class?!"

Damien simply nodded again, his expression calm but proud, the corners of his mouth curving upward as he watched her reaction.

Claire's lips trembled faintly, her breath catching as her mind continued to replay Damien's words again and again.

A radiant, overjoyed smile bloomed across her lips—one so full of love and relief that it made her look years younger in that instant.

Her eyes glistened with tears that she could no longer hold back, her voice quivering softly as she whispered, "A Unique grade class… I-I'm so happy for you, Damien…"

Her hands lifted shakily to cover her mouth, her body trembling from the overwhelming surge of joy rushing through her.

She had always dreamed of this moment—always prayed silently that her son would one day awaken something that would change his fate. And now, here it was…

He had done it.

He had finally done it.

Damien's expression softened as he watched her, a faint warmth flickering in his chest.

The joy and disbelief on her face stirred something deep within him—a quiet satisfaction that came not just from his victory, but from seeing her happiness.

He stepped forward and wrapped his arms gently around her, pulling her into a warm, comforting hug.

"I told you, Mum," he murmured against her shoulder, his voice calm yet filled with gentle pride. "You won't have to worry about me anymore. I can take care of myself now."

Claire's eyes widened softly at the sudden embrace, her tears spilling freely down her cheeks as she froze for a moment.

Her heart ached with emotion.

This wasn't the same little boy she had raised—the shy, insecure child who used to hide behind her whenever the villagers sneered or mocked him.

The young man holding her now felt different. Stronger. Surer of himself. There was something in his tone—something steady and mature that hadn't been there before.

As the realization washed over her, her body relaxed, and she melted into his embrace, closing her eyes as she thought silently to herself, 'He's grown… so much…'

Suddenly, Damien's hands snaked down her waist, and before she knew it, he cupped a generous feel of her ass through her skirt.

His fingers dug into their soft flesh, and Claire couldn't resist letting out a moan, biting her lips in embarrassment.

A familiar heat flared up between her thighs, and her breathing grew heavier.

But when she thought Damien was about to move further, he pulled his hands away from her ass, before pulling away from the hug.

His gaze remained calm as he stared at her, almost like he didn't just take a handle of her buttocks while hugging her.

Claire was flustered, and didn't really know what to say.

On one hand, she wanted to beg for him to touch her again, and on the other hand, she felt doing that would make Damien view her as less.

"And where's Nora?" he asked, his voice gentle.

"I can't find her anywhere."

"O-ohh…" Claire stuttered, finding it hard to look directly in his eyes.

'Come on… I can't keep acting like this… I need to show… some strength.' she thought, but the feeling of Damien's palms over her buttocks kept coming back.

As if that wasn't enough, she also remembered the feeling of his huge dick thrusting relentlessly into her pussy.

Her legs wobbled slightly, and her panty quickly got drenched from the fluids leaking down her folds.

Fortunately, she was putting on a skirt, or else Damien might have noticed the love juices trailing down her thighs.

"Ohh…" she murmured, her face still flustered. "She's still in the room. Probably sleeping."

Damien nodded, his expression easing into a small smile. "I see."

He then walked towards the room, opening the door.

On the smaller mattress in the room, a familiar figure sprawled lazily across the bed.

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