send a symbol to give my muse…
How could he stay mad when she looked at him that way? It seemed impossible to him.
Elefseus sighed at the thought, frustration pouring out of his whole being. Lafrenze had made a complete mess of the room, that much was clear, and yet he had no strength in him to punish her. She was sorry! Wasn’t better to just leave it be? But she couldn’t simply get away with it… she had to be responsible.
After much pondering, he kneeled to pat the mischievous princess’ head and then he looked her at the eyes, completely serious.
“You are going to help clean, right?” That should be enough of a punishment. He would be looking so Lafrenze didn’t slack off, but he wasn’t going to be too strict with that. At the end, it was about taking responsibility.
Hugs were a common ocurrence between them. Elefseus loved them so much, after all. They made the miracle that was his new life all the more real everytime. However, there was something very special in the ones that Lafrenze started: her tiny arms doing its best to surround his body, her head resting in his chest as a smile came back to her lips.
The world was still full of things that overwhelmed her, young and inexperienced as she was. And yet one day, as she grew, she would stop coming to him in search of comfort.
What a shame. Elefseus hugged her back, tender as only a father could be. He hoped for that day to be far, far away.
