Ourania listens, and she wishes she could hug the boy.
You are nothing of the sort, and never will be. You are mine. Always. You will be my child even after you leave this realm in whatever way comes, and into the next.
But we are all a little selfish, my dear. Let us protect what is ours, together.
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You are nothing of the sort, and never will be. You are mine. Always. You will be my child even after you leave this realm in whatever way comes, and into the next.
But we are all a little selfish, my dear. Let us protect what is ours, together.