A Short Story : Chapter 1

“Good father! Are you hurt? Come with me to the House of Maivifolia. She is the most gracious host and will host you at her house,” he shouted. He sprinted, eager to aid the weary old man I must have seemed. He was tanned, but had the build of a scholar, not a warrior and his straw curls lay askew on his wise head. His eyes, blanketed in deep creases, still shone bright with their thoughts and

He waved his spoon at her, pretending to be affronted. “I’ll have you know I am one of the few knights who will eat my greens.”

A nasty sneer crept across Malfoy’s lips. “Why? Is your family too poor to see a Healer for

She kept the same pace and shrugged. “You don’t have to spend hours with a bunch of unruly toddlers. They may live among us, but trust me those bugs still behave like Rebels.”

“Well, your father and I decided it was time I came to stay with you for a while to help Calpurnia.”

"Well, we have twin girls, Ida and Deena. They're beautiful and healthy. And after rest and food, Fleur will be fine, too."

Marlene snorted. “No wonder Lily thinks you're arrogant. You act like Pettigrew would die without you telling him what to do.”

“What are their names?” asked Rion, smiling down at his tiny new siblings. “You’d picked out only one girl name, but now we have two?”

“And a pack of them can do even more. There’s a reason why cooperation within individuals is so common among animals. It’s useful. I doubt the hellhounds would have been any threat at all, if you were just facing off against one.”

“I tried, but they haven’t been here very long, and it certainly is a lot to take in.”

Later, Merlin catches me on my way down one of the halls. "Hey, what did Arthur want to talk to you about?"

Guinevere: *whispering* “Arthur, let us talk about this at a different time. Enjoy the Whitsun Feast while you can.”

"I would like that Kai, Rolf and Gerda were present in the wedding. If you and Kristoff agree,of course."

I glanced back at the others, who were still frozen in place, but had closed their mouths. “Well, I . . . I mean we, um, uh . . .”

He offered up his brother a soft smile, pulling Amaimon with him as he stood slowly, turning them in a slow circle as if they were dancing. He spun them around and around, trying to cheer his youngest sibling up. The hand that had been placed on the earth king 's chest slip to his cheek and he pressed their foreheads together."...I know..I know. I feel the same. Seeing you again is something I 've dreamed about since the moment father made me leave. I 'm so happy we 're together," he assured, nuzzling Amaimon 's cheek like he used to before he had left "...the words might not be there, but the feelings are," he hummed lowly, carefully lifting Amaimon into the air and spinning just a touch faster, grinning widely before he pulled the younger back closer to his body, where it was warm and safe."It 's okay, Otouto. I don 't blame you at all," Samael attempted to reassure, his hand cupping his brother 's cheek, his thump stroking the soft, pale skin. To his dismay however Amaimon continued to narrate himself, not as bad as before, but still murmured in doubtful whispers that twisted his gut terribly "No buts, Otouto, Like I said I don 't blame you for anything, I wouldn 't even blame you if you hated me because of what father told you," he said again, this time his voice somehow more stern than before even if his voice was soft, trying to convey the depth of his emotions and the assurance that he saw no fault in Amaimon 's actions. He sighed, not liking being assertive with his