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“Do you have everything you need?” Primsy asks, for the 300th time.
“Yep. I'm fine, I promise,” Liam takes one final look around the room before snapping his suitcase closed and turning to a very worried looking Primsy.
She seemed far more sentimental over his childhood bedroom than he was. He hadn't lived in this room for years, spending most of his life with the Rocks family as their ward. Even so, as he prepped for his wedding he made sure to get anything that hadn't been stolen or destroyed to take to his new home in the Dairy Islands.
“You can always come back, or go to the castle if you forgot something. I don't want you to think that you'll never get to see your family again just cause you're married to me.”
She fell quiet as Liam put a hand on her shoulder.
“We're cool, Primsy. This'll be fun,” he offered in an attempt to comfort her, “You want to see where I used to find the craziest looking seeds?”
She smiled, her anxiety quieted as Liam took on his more boyish attitude once again. War hadn't taken that completely away.
“Yes, I would love to.”