Throughout your pregnancy, people cast sidelong glances at you, you were too beautiful, and then the child was born and you never went to the midwife for medicine or herbs, which means the child was immune to diseases = demon geek

When Kleros [son] grew up, his eyes became the reason for the Inquisition. Dark burgundy, in the light they looked almost bloody

You were both thrown into prison, but in different cells, given only milk and a stale piece of bread, but the boy did not complain, he knew what he and his mother were accused of

Pushing away another glass of milk, Kleros pressed his face against the bars of the cage, looking at his mother at the other end of the basement

Kleros: These animals [people] will pay for what they did to you, mom. I will make them pay in blood.