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Emile · Updated 04/30/23:

The truth was Emile was not doing well. His mother and sister had never turned up, and his father had gone from spending all his time looking for them to spending all his time trying to find them to his duties and the boy was struggling with feeling like he'd almost lost both his parents. This wasn't helped by the sudden way they were all now sleeping in their own rooms, if he was honest the boy didn't want to sleep separately from his father but all the rest of his siblings were doing it...

Not to mention his siblings, his brother was cold and standoffish, seemingly also upset about their father but he was taking it out on everyone as far as he could see. Jane was still oblivious to everything and Fionha? Well, she might as well be missing as well for all he'd seen of her. All in all, he was miserable.

He hardly left his room now, though he didn't want to let himself get complacent it was harder to make himself do anything. But he wanted something to try and at least continue to learn what he could and maybe brighten up his otherwise drab and kinda messy room. So the boy had set about trying to find a marigold that had survived the frost. He'd managed to find one and set about trying to gently scrape the dirt away from its roots so he could transplant it to his room. But as was seemingly the trend the boy wasn't quite so lucky. He was quickly growing, almost a year old and the boy wasn't quite yet used to his new proportions and he'd done his best to avoid damaging a potentially frost weakened stem... but he didn't quite know his own size apparently and he accidentally bent the stem, the flower snapping as the stem was still very frozen.

That was the straw that broke the camel's back, the boy slumped, hunching over himself and sniffling quietly as he tried not to cry over a broken flower...

"Speech"

Art by EffraSorbus

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