Something Special

[Criala 729]

A flash of blue caught Ryllae's attention. He paused in his stride, looking to see just what the blue was. If one took a closer look at it, it was just a flower. It wasn't anything fancy or special. But the sight of the flower made a small smile come to his face.

 

Gently, he plucked the flower from the ground and lifted it to his nose, taking in the scent of it. A scent that he could never forget, because those flowers had been his mother's favorite. It was one of the few things he could clearly remember about her, since she died when he was barely six years old. It was one of the things that could make her smile no matter what was going on.

 

-

 

"Mama! Mama!" A small elven child called out with a wide smile. The child was no more than four years old.

 

The female elf looked away from the vegetables she'd been chopping. A smile came to her face. "What is it, Ryllae?" 

 

"Daddy says he has something for you!" Ryllae exclaimed, throwing his arms out into the air.

 

"Does he now?" She laughed, brushing her hair over her shoulder. Her hair was a dirty blond, not as light as Seith's.

 

"Yes!" Ryllae grinned as wide as he was able, nodding his head enthusiastically. 

 

She was about to say something else when another voice cut in.

 

"I sure do, my dear Meleia!" Seith chuckled as he made his appearance, hiding one of his arms behind his back. 

 

"And what would that be?" Meleia quirked an eyebrow at him, glancing at the arm behind his back.

 

"What's behind your back?" There was a smile still on her face, and her green eyes were twinkling.

 

"A surprise!" Seith flashed a grin at her, much like the one their son had given her. He made sure to keep his arm behind as his back as he approached.

 

"You know I hate suspense." Meleia placed a hand on her hip in playfully stern manner.

 

"I know. Why do you think I do it?" Seith laughed. This also coaxed a giggle from Ryllae, who was looking back and forth between the two of them, waiting.

 

"You're infuriating." She told him, though it was obvious by the playful tone of her voice that she wasn't being serious. 

 

"And you still love me anyways." He retorted, a slight smirk tugging at his lips for a moment.

 

"Sometimes I wonder why." She teased, pushing his free arm lightly.

 

"Because I'm so charming and handsome." The grin was on his face again.

 

"Right." She laughed, shaking her head at him.

 

"Here you are, my dear." His grin softened to an affectionate smile, removing the hand from behind his back and holding out a bouquet of blue flowers for her. 

 

"Oh, Seith..." She murmured softly, taking the flowers from him and smiling. She leaned in, inhaling their scent. "Thank you. They're beautiful." 

 

"Not as beautiful as you." He replied, letting his hand find a lock of her hair and play with it.

 

"Such a charmer." She chuckled, leaning up to kiss his cheek. 

 

"You bet I am!" His grin grew even wider, if that was possible, slipping an arm around her shoulders.

 

Ryllae took it upon himself to infiltrate the hug, smushing himself between their legs and holding onto the of their legs.

 

They both looked at him, then shared a laugh. Seith reached down, picking up their son and ruffling his hair.

 

-

"Her favorite." Rylale smiled to himself, pulling the nearly book from his bag and placing the flower between the pages. When he went back home, he'd have to place the flower she loved so much on her grave.

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Sonn Ander thinks the Rylale killed the flower

[Criala 729]

Sonn Ander thinks the Rylale killed the flower

Ryllae will not deny that, but he says he had no other way to keep the flower and have it not destroyed completely.

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