A father.

Never in his life had Emmerate imagined that he'd ever be one. That he'd ever be asked to have stones with someone. He used to be a pirate who sailed from port to port, taking what he wanted and then leaving. Who would have thought that someone of that dastardly nature was going to contribute their magic to stones?! Especially to someone who was so pure, so gentle, so innocent.

Vega. The thought of the nightmare made his heart quicken a few beats and his breath hitch. He had asked him to donate his magic. How was he able to say no?

Fate was a cruel mistress. She gave him his scar and his tattered wings. But she had surprisingly been kind. For all of his misdeeds, his cruelty he had done to others...she had given him Vega. Was fate trying to give him another chance?

Emmerate wasn't going to take this gift for granted. He had made plenty of mistakes before. But giving magic for stones wasn't a mistake. No matter how the kid came out to be. Vega was so sweet, so kind. Clumsy, yes. But from the few rides that Vega had taken from his carriage...he just knew that Vega would be a great parent. It was a surprise that Vega hadn't snagged a lover yet with how long they had been searching. If only he could be the one.

Even if he couldn't be, he could still give his magic to him. It was too late to have dreams of his own, but it wasn't too late for Vega. Or the stones that they'd have.

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