Now your mess is mine

Rhythm and Valentine were indeed making a family, she had no doubt it wouldn't be very traditional but she knew how much Valentine loved his children. He protected her, and the tiny children growing in her womb. He provided for them and would teach them when they were older. She wasn't jealous, and she wasn't discontent. Life was beautiful. Rhythm's concern for Shaye would not diminish as the girl questioned further. Narrowing her gaze at she peered at her niece she could see something within her mind and her heart. Rhythm's own seemed to stop. No, Shaye wasn't allowed to grow up. She was her tiny little apprentice and was going to be innocent forever. "Who is it that makes you feel like that, Shaye?" Her voice was filled with curiosity, she'd hide the concern completely. This was her and Shaye talking, she was just glad her niece could come to her like that.
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