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He felt his chest tighten, gripping his dolls hand. The sensation, those strange things we call emotions were screeching every drop of heartbreak spilling in the form of heavy tears. He opened to mouth to atleast say something, but nothing came out aloof breaths entering and exiting then the final blow. He screamed, every maid, every servant, every lord, lady, duchess and duke heard his scream.
His father, Nozel Silva stood in front of him, only pained to see his son cry and scream. In his arms he held a baby wrapped in an expensive cloth. That baby was his new born baby brother, except one thing didn’t went according to plan.
His mother......his mother didn’t walk out of the labor room like she did with him and his sister.
“WHERES MOMMY? WHERES MY MOMMY?! I WANT AN ANSWER I DEMAND AN ANSWER.”
Now approached Nozel he pulled his pants and shook his hips. The 14 year old Haskell, blonde neck length hair and bangs covering one eye. As a royal Nozel would condemn this as ‘inappropriate’ though he felt envious. Envious that he didn’t have this type of reaction when his mother passed away, he continued to cradle the baby in his arms this aura he had swirling around him for some time. As much as he didn’t want to look at Haskell in the eye he bent down a little to cup his cheek causing him to jerk his entire body back and look up to him.
“Your mother......and my lover.........did not pass however.” When he looked away thats when Haskell snapped.
“BY WHAT MEANS THE WORD HOWEVER CAME INTO THE EQUATION? I-I-.” Haskell’s voice grew more fracture. He landed on his knees to cry harder. Nozel’s heart was about to explode, his precious bundle of starlight tearing himself apart, oh what would she do to calm him down? What would his mother do in this situation?
Supporting the babies head he propped down on his knees to try and brush his bangs away.
“Your mother is still alive. Although she is leaving the family.”
“not even a hug or kiss goodbye?”
“N-No.”
Haskell began to look at the ground again. Nozel was too losing his serenity.
“But.”
Haskell peered up
“She left this baby behind. T-To remember that is.”
Slowly getting back on his feet, similar to a newborn baby learning how to stand on its own for the first time.
“C-Can I?”
“Of course you can.”
Now crouching on one knee he carefully handed the baby over to him.
“He’s very lite.”
“Indeed.”
After that a wave of silence flew between them.
pore over Nozel made an ‘ahem’ noise.
“Imagine if he were to have star magic like you. You could teach all various spells.”
A small smile claimed its way on his face. Though his attempt resulted in Haskell glaring at him. A small yawn came out of the baby, fluttering his eyes open, fixed on Haskell. Like that the baby started a small giggle, as if it was happy to see Haskell. Lowering his eyelids he open mouth to say.
“I’m tired.”
Handing the baby over back to his father he turned around to take his leave when his father spoke up.
“D-do you want me walk you back to your room.” The shake in Nozel’s voice the least of his issues.
“No thank you, father.”
His pupils was soulless when he said that. His smile no longer there. The flush in his cheeks, gone. Nozel let a silent tear spill.
_._._._._.
“Big brother?!”
“Big brother wake up!!!!”
Opening an eye Haskell picked upon his little sister Nereida wearing her nightgown and messy pigtails. He shifted his attention to the grandfather clock.
“Only 12 in the morning...?!” His mind thought.
“What’s the problem Nereida?”
“I’m struggling to sleep.”
“That’s okay. Hop in.” Gesturing to sleep right besides him.
“I don’t want that.”
“Huh?”
“Follow me!”
They were speaking high whispers, though they weren’t sure whispering would do anything like this seeming how thick the walls are.
“Light a candle and follow me.”
Getting off his bed he used star magic to lit a candlestick before leaving the room with Nereida. The atmosphere was alluring, it felt good to go outside to what happened some hours ago.
some time passes to where they reached portrait of their mother.
“Mother..” the whisper underneath his breath wasn’t loud enough to echo through the the halls. Below the portrait was numerous blankets and pillows all in one messy pile. A tiny set of hands was calling home on top of a pillow. Coming closer Nereida had supposedly grabbed all the blankets and pillows she could scavenge.
“What’s the baby doing here?”
“You see while father and you were having that conversation I sat in the corner of the hall, listening to it all. And if it doesn’t matter how about us three spend our first night together.”
His sister is far too thoughtful.....
Getting on his knees he found a good pillow to settle on then threw a blanket over the three. Closing his eyes he picked up on his sister with his hands together praying.
“Dear mother please look over us. Please take care of me, Haskell, my new baby brother, Daddy, aunt Noelle, aunt Nebra, uncle Solid, uncle Zora, uncle Asta, and uncle Liebe. Thank you.”
Nereida swept her head around to only find Haskell have star-like tears about to fall. Lifting her finger up she cleared the tears and said with a smile.
“We’re all going to be okay.”
Haskell pulled Nereida and the new sibling closer to his heart as they all slumber to what they gave them life, their mother.