( it's not surprising to see her again. the kind woman who'd come along - but she can't help but think, had things not gone wrong, they'd never have to endure that poverty. that aldric and renard and olivia would have burst through the doors themselves with cakes and more gifts for the two of them aplenty.
but that is not the life they had. and 'what ifs' are always, always cruel little things, no matter how well-intended they are.
the trader almost doesn't notice mizuki starting to drift off, but when she does, she stands up and gently scoops him up, walking to the inn. he shared a room with his mother until their house was built, she remembers which one. the door opens for her with a soft creak and the trader gently tucks him into his bed before she takes the gem back from him. it radiates a soft blue light now.
in the morning when he awakens, the album will be on the nightstand beside him, alongside a single apple blossom.
also at some point rusty got into the room and climbed into the bed with him. naptime with the puppy. )
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but that is not the life they had. and 'what ifs' are always, always cruel little things, no matter how well-intended they are.
the trader almost doesn't notice mizuki starting to drift off, but when she does, she stands up and gently scoops him up, walking to the inn. he shared a room with his mother until their house was built, she remembers which one. the door opens for her with a soft creak and the trader gently tucks him into his bed before she takes the gem back from him. it radiates a soft blue light now.
in the morning when he awakens, the album will be on the nightstand beside him, alongside a single apple blossom.
also at some point rusty got into the room and climbed into the bed with him. naptime with the puppy. )