Mrs. Pratt was a lovely lady. Kind and benevolent. The opposite of what Mrs. Addams was quickly proving to be. Halfrek did not know why she accepted her invitation to tea, but knocked on the door all the same. Finding it unlocked, she entered the house, wandering to the parlour. On the settee sat a small boy.
— She has another son?
The demon thought, furrowing her Brow just slightly. Stepping forward, a smile instinctively crossed her face.
❝Hello, little one. My name is Cecily Addams. Who are you? ❞
William quickly jumped out of his seat and scurried behind the furniture to hid, dropping to his hands an knees as if it would help. Had his mother mentioned having a guest over today? He couldn't remember. "...Will'm" he smiled shyly at the lady, head poking out briefly from around the sofa, paying no mind to the fact he hadn't pronounced it properly like his da always complained about.
