Much to say

He should have seen the question coming, but after the drama he had been through, somehow he didn’t quite realise that he would have to divulge the full drama to his goddaughter. The question blindsided him, and he paused, blinking for a moment. Before he let out a soft sigh, and sat down across from her.

Ahh… Venom, she had been tiny once. A small little porcupine in his paws. He had taught her how to haunt, how to separate a coat. She had leaned on him when she had mourned her father, and now she was an adult. When had that happened, exactly? The Empire was in her paws well Death was away, and she looked ready for the responsibility. “How much do you know about the history between me and your mother? And I mean beyond me being her guard and childhood companion.”