When life had locked me out, I turned to you...

[danceofrapture]

WHO: Penelo {danceofrapture} and Larsa Ferrinas Solidor {solidor_heir}
WHAT: A man who grew up too soon is brave enough to be a boy again
WHERE: House Bunansa
WHEN: After this

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[solidor_heir]

That was an easy question to answer, Larsa thought as he stared at the juice in the sparkling crystal glass. She could have seen an Heir to a hated, powerful Empire. She could have seen a scholar, a Councillor, a politician. She could have seen a brother to a stern, commanding Consul. There were few far and wide who saw Larsa for who he truly was. Penelo was one of them.

He leaned gratefully against her, a soft smile on his lips.
"You could see me the way everyone else sees me, that is to say, not at all." Larsa admitted. "There's no boy who loves his books, and his brother and guardians. Just a name."

"To us." The boy laughed, toasting with her before he raised his glass and took a sip from it. "To Penelo and Larsa; friends and family."