StormingNightmare
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- Posted: Thu, 10 Jan 2013 07:29:05 +0000
Sofia sighed sadly as Elisabeth helped her unzip the boots on her little feet. They were tossed to the closet and the Duchess held out her hands for the child. Sofia held them tightly as her fluffy black dress was undone. The wet thing fell to the floor. She was about to step out of it when she was whisked off her feet and into the arms of Elisabeth. Before she knew it, she was wrapped tightly in a blanket as tears began to fall into her silky midnight lockes. "I'm so sorry all of this has happened to you, Sofia. You've lost so much and I know the terror you felt down in that dreadful basement. You're so young and you deserve none of this. My sweet little girl..." Elisabeth sniffled, her gentle hand stroking the girl's damp hair. "I will always be here for you, Sofia. I promise. I love you, I hope you know." She forced a smile, and Sofia blinked as Elisabeth's finger came down on her nose. "I'm going to go check on Sebastien. I'll be just down the hall, and Mathius is here if you need anything. Goodnight, Sweetheart." Sofia took a deep shaky breath once Elisabeth turned her back. She wasn't thinking. Her body was moving all its own and she just couldn't help it. The little girl wrapped her arms around the back of the Duchess. Words like that... Only one other person had ever said them to her before and actually meant them. It was a moment later before Sofia was in Elisabeth's arms again. She felt so warm all of a sudden. Despite being mature beyond her years, Sofia was in all honesty still a child. No matter how she tried to fight it, she needed someone. She needed to be taken care of. Her head fell to rest against the Duchess, her tired eyes closing slowly as the soft humming resonating from Elisabeth's lips sent her away into a sweet slumber. She was carried into Sebastien's room and laid down softly beside the tearful boy. Elisabeth brought the covers up over the pair of them before sitting down on the side of the bed beside the boy, "No more tears, Sebastien. Anita and Cederick would hate to see you so sad. She acts tough, but Sofia needs you to be strong." The boy looked to his left and hastily wiped away his tears. He swallowed, nodding his head.
Elisabeth smiled softly and kissed both of their foreheads. She left the door cracked and stepped out into the hallway where she was met by Mathius. "I will be back in the morning to check on Kyier. I think it best we leave him to his own devices tonight." Elisabeth bit her lip, "Um, actually, Mathius... `Would you mind staying here for a few moments? I would appreciate some time to- to say my own goodbyes to my god-parents." The Apothecary nodded humbly, "Of course, Elisabeth."
"Elisabeth?" Kyier questioned, his voice hardly a breath. It was as if he had just realized she was standing with him, her form pressed tenderly to his. His brows furrowed as he looked down over her. Had it really been her standing in the distance moments ago? "You're freezing," he whispered. The wind swirled around them, knocking back the rain from their faces. Was this truly what it had wanted... What she wished for? What was he even thinking? He truly must have lost his mind. "Silly girl... What are you doing out here?" Kyier sighed as he spoke, feeling her hold on him grow tighter still. What is it that she had said to him? The Duke was so lost in his own head that he barely heard her words. "I just- I wanted to say goodbye to them without the eyes of the lingering crowds," Elisabeth answered. "Mathius and I had both thought you were still shut away inside your room." Before he knew what he was doing, his head fell softly against her wet curls. Everything around him froze as it felt like time itself was standing still. He sighed, holding back the tears that threatened to escape his eyes. His parents were truly gone. He would be able to speak to them no more. Kyier swallowed heavily, wiping away the lone tear that graced his cheek hastily before pulling away from Elisabeth. "Say your goodbyes another day, Elisabeth. You'll get catch if you remain out here and I for one do not care to have to take care of you. You're usually a mess as it is anyway, I can only imagine you taking ill." The Duke sighed at himself again and shook his head. Wait. He vaguely recalled her thanking him for something... His eyebrow rose at the thought, "And what in the God's names were you thanking me for?" Kyier rolled his eyes as he started walking, not giving her the time to answer.
Elisabeth smiled softly and kissed both of their foreheads. She left the door cracked and stepped out into the hallway where she was met by Mathius. "I will be back in the morning to check on Kyier. I think it best we leave him to his own devices tonight." Elisabeth bit her lip, "Um, actually, Mathius... `Would you mind staying here for a few moments? I would appreciate some time to- to say my own goodbyes to my god-parents." The Apothecary nodded humbly, "Of course, Elisabeth."
"Elisabeth?" Kyier questioned, his voice hardly a breath. It was as if he had just realized she was standing with him, her form pressed tenderly to his. His brows furrowed as he looked down over her. Had it really been her standing in the distance moments ago? "You're freezing," he whispered. The wind swirled around them, knocking back the rain from their faces. Was this truly what it had wanted... What she wished for? What was he even thinking? He truly must have lost his mind. "Silly girl... What are you doing out here?" Kyier sighed as he spoke, feeling her hold on him grow tighter still. What is it that she had said to him? The Duke was so lost in his own head that he barely heard her words. "I just- I wanted to say goodbye to them without the eyes of the lingering crowds," Elisabeth answered. "Mathius and I had both thought you were still shut away inside your room." Before he knew what he was doing, his head fell softly against her wet curls. Everything around him froze as it felt like time itself was standing still. He sighed, holding back the tears that threatened to escape his eyes. His parents were truly gone. He would be able to speak to them no more. Kyier swallowed heavily, wiping away the lone tear that graced his cheek hastily before pulling away from Elisabeth. "Say your goodbyes another day, Elisabeth. You'll get catch if you remain out here and I for one do not care to have to take care of you. You're usually a mess as it is anyway, I can only imagine you taking ill." The Duke sighed at himself again and shook his head. Wait. He vaguely recalled her thanking him for something... His eyebrow rose at the thought, "And what in the God's names were you thanking me for?" Kyier rolled his eyes as he started walking, not giving her the time to answer.