past, present, future

The prince took her disciplinary words well, had his father spoke like that she could easily predict the reaction their son would have. Hattori and Kuroki had seemingly been at odds since the boy was able to walk and talk. Truly, Tori could be harsh with his children but like their mother his only desire was to see them reach their full potential. With the state of the world such a dream seemed fruitless.

Then Kuroki spoke again, words that caused her heart to fall from her chest. All she could think about was when Pestilence had claimed she no longer wished to reside in their home. Her son’s desire to leave the moment life became difficult caused disappointment to course through her veins. A feeling she never expected to experience in regards to her offspring.

”If you leave now, when your sisters, your mother, you pack, need you the most young Prince… I don’t know that I could ever forgive you.” She warned him softly, feeling her quills rise along her back as the emotions filled her.