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"...And that crystal on your necklace," A woman known as the 'feared Evil Queen' softly cooed, "is an heirloom of sorts. Something to remember that, no matter what, your family will always be there for you!"
A tiny witchling sat on her lap, her lilac eyes wide with curiosity as she grasped the gem around her neck.
"It's something I give to the ones I love." Crowsong beamed as she kissed Raven's pudgy cheeks, her daughter laughing along with her.
"Will you- um- be all the time here wiff me too?" The avian asked, clutching onto the robes of her mother.
"Of course! Forever and always, your papa too!"
Raven wished she had remembered more.