Windjuste grew quickly. He was tall for his age when he was three and even smarter by age six. James was impressed with his son’s abilities and even approved of Windjuste’s techniques. Windjuste’s hair was still white, no hint of color, he had blue eyes, and pale skin. He currently stood about five foot six and was slightly built. After all, he was 14 now. “Dad.” Windjuste spoke up without looking