Sweet child of mine

He grimaced a little at the idea of her riding high up on Orso when she couldn’t see. She wouldn’t know which way to lean, or if there were obstacles in the way that might jostle them. He wanted his children to be strong and independent, but in that moment he allowed himself the urge to coddle her a little. “How about we get you your own companion? I’ll bring you back something tonight.” He promised her. Something small and cuddly, perhaps. Nothing as tall as Orso…

“Mum and Citadel went for a walk. Citadel was with you when you fell, and he’s been at your side since.” He explained gently. A shame, if she’d woken up just a little earlier she would have been surrounded. Now she just had her old man and Oleander to comfort her.



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