smooth as eczema

Oki wasted no time in finding her and unceremoniously throwing himself onto the ground beside her. Rather than shoot him her typical look of annoyance, Ikigai simply leaned into her larger sibling, taking comfort in his presence. Hell, he could have even bitten her tail and she wouldn't have minded. The princess was sad. Her mind was in turmoil and it was a state that she was very unfamiliar with. The young fae could usually find the good in everything, but this time she was struggling.

Pointed ears flicked backwards again and Iki slid her head under Oki's chin, careful to not catch him on her horns. He asked if she was okay and she shook her head before placing her cheek against his chest. "No," she admitted softly. "He made us believe that family and tradition was everything. Then he abandoned his family. I just..." she shook her head again, silver eyes closing. "I just don't understand. I looked up to him so much. Do we not matter?" She was curious to hear Oki's thoughts, though she imagined that he'd make light of the situation like he did with everything else.

"X"