He had been away from his loved ones for so long that he had forgotten what it felt like to be touched by someone who loved him, to feel the affection of his family. It was this prolonged absence of love that had the titan fearing that everyone he had ever considered his family would now reject him and cast him away to the life of a rogue; even his own mother. Erani wasn't his mother by birth, but she had been there for him when he had come to the new lands. She had taken the place of his birth mother and treated him as if she were really his blood son. And yet it was this gap in blood relation that had Taurig thinking the white woman would cast him away. He knew Erani was capable of such thing if they were merited. Had he merited that from his mother? He could only speculate as he stood at a distance, trying to decide whether he would approach her or if by some miracle she would approach him.
And miracles did exist, he decided, as his mother called out his name, a question concerning his well being following suit. There was a chill to her voice, a chill he recognized to be the forewarning to her impending rage. The titan would tilt his crown towards himself, as if he could really see what he looked like. Knowing it was useless he would raise it to face his mother as she moved towards him, unable to answer her question. So many things had been done to him, by so many; was there really a point to recounting them all? They had all happened and there was no way of reversing them now. She approached him, her nose coming to his shoulder and the titan shuddered. There was no malice in her touch, no anger, no intention of bringing harm, just the soothing, comforting touch of a mother reuniting with her son. I?m sorry I wasn?t there, my son. He didn't miss the tremor in his mother's voice and it was that tremor that opened up the flood gates.
A barrage of silent tears streaked down from his milky eyes as he curled his nape around his mother's shoulders, hugging her to him as he cried into her pelt. Taurig, the cobalt Knight, the cobalt Re, was no more. He was a shadow of his former self, his lack of control over his emotions proving as much. It is I who should apologize mother, for I was not here for you. Whatever has happened to me is of little importance in comparison to what ails you. If only I had been here for you, you wouldn't be in the state that you are now. He murmured into her ivory coat, his voice a strangled whisper, thick with the tears that now rained down on Erani's shoulders. He didn't know what had happened to her, nor why there was a tremor to her voice that had never been there before, but it clearly was enough to bring out a more...vulnerable side to his mother. And he probably had something to do with it. The titan buried his face in his mother's shoulders, wishing with all his might that he could right all the wrongs he had committed against all of his loved ones.
"Speech"
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