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Mar 24, 2008 23:19

Melou has met the love of his life...! At least as far as he's concerned. And since she asked to meet his family, despite the fact that they're all insane and scary, he is willing to concede to make her happy. For which reason he is searching for his aunts and mother, and what uncles he might chance to find, on the hopes that he can beg them to ( Read more... )

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cywyllog April 1 2008, 02:01:43 UTC
His mother is easily found, sitting in the garden, shawl wrapped around her shoulders, with tea.

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lesser_son April 1 2008, 02:03:52 UTC
It's doubtless been a long, long time since she ever saw him smile; but he comes to her, kneeling before her politely and saying, "Mother!" He never could get the hang of My Lady, the way Melehan could.

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cywyllog April 1 2008, 02:06:20 UTC
"Cariad," she smiles back easily, resting a hand briefly against his cheek. "Come, sit beside me."

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lesser_son April 1 2008, 02:11:14 UTC
"Thank thee," he says, and obeys, folding his hands between his legs in a very childish posture, and all but bouncing. Having to grow up too fast in almost everything has had the effect of leaving him slightly ridiculous in the things he hadn't.

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cywyllog April 1 2008, 02:15:26 UTC
"You are well?" She asks quietly.

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lesser_son April 1 2008, 02:25:58 UTC
"Aye! Aye--very well."

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cywyllog April 1 2008, 02:34:10 UTC
Another small, but genuine smile. "I am glad. You will tell me of what you have been occupying yourself with?"

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lesser_son April 1 2008, 02:46:06 UTC
Melou suddenly falls hopelessly into smiling--in fact, in his awkward way, he looks joyful.

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cywyllog April 1 2008, 02:51:22 UTC
"Come now," she chides softly. "Do not keep me waiting to hear what has made you so happy."

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lesser_son April 1 2008, 03:01:37 UTC
"I wish to marry, Mother. I've fallen in love."

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cywyllog April 1 2008, 03:05:45 UTC
The cup stops halfway to her lips. "I beg your pardon?"

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lesser_son April 1 2008, 03:12:49 UTC
He continues, blissfully unaware of her reaction. "I would thou met her--she did ask that she might know my mother. O, God, she's fair! and kind, and sweet, and I would do aught she asked."

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cywyllog April 1 2008, 03:20:12 UTC
"Melou, cariad. You have only been here but a few weeks," she starts, somehow managing to remain fairly calm. "And to meet a girl in such a strange place."

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lesser_son April 1 2008, 03:23:38 UTC
"Nay, but I know. It isn't so strange, it's just a world of the dead. And I love her."

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cywyllog April 1 2008, 03:24:35 UTC
"Well, tell me. Who is she? What is her name?"

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lesser_son April 1 2008, 03:33:02 UTC
"Miranda. Her name is Miranda."

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