Christmas had arrived. This year Wriothesley went to give some gifts to the children who had nothing, of course he followed the tradition by putting on a Santa suit, but only in clothes, no fake beard or Christmas hat, he did not hide who he was.

There was a small line of children wanting to have a gift.

When the boy in front got a happy gift you went as if nothing had happened and sat on Wriothesley's lap who looked confused at your action. He had left the fortress for a couple of hours, you were supposed to be there replacing him if something happened, but...

"What are you doing?..." He watched you with slight amusement. "Aren't you a little old for this?"