Family Ties

The scorn hurt, but at least it switched to concern - and an inaudible sigh of relief would leave the prince. She did care. He wasn't sure what part of his mind thought she didn't, but either way it was assauged now. He would nod solemnly to her surprised question, standing stoic and still as she asked... if Marina was okay. "I... think so," he said softly. "She didn't want to tell me, but I saw it. I had to get her herbs; she was panicking. She said that it was a sickness of the mind, caused by bad memories..." he trailed off, a sigh. It was then he looked up at his sister, cyan orbs searching for her red one. "I'm worried about her. I just... what if something happens to her, and we can't fix it?" We, as in her children. We, as in him and his siblings.