"Tell me right now, or you'll face consequences!"

His voice thundered through the chamber, but then his eyes met yours.

He stopped. His outburst died down immediately. Did he have any more reason to lash out when he had already seen the tears streaming down your face?

He stopped himself, exhaling deeply.

You were just a child, after all.

Releasing the person he was infuriated at, he instructed the guards to escort the individual to the fortress, leaving only you and him in the room. His gaze changed from the earlier fury to a gentle smile, as if he were a different person altogether. With a soft expression, he approached you and leaned in, a marked contrast to his earlier temper.

"I apologize that you had to witness that, my dear. Let's find a more serene place for you, shall we?" Wriothesley's thumb tenderly brushed away the tears under your eyes, even also brushing away the fears in your mind.

Even if everything that he had done, what shaped him into the man he was now, was all against taking care of a kid.

He'll be there. When you get what you want, even if it's not what you need, he'll understand. When you feel too tired that you can't sleep, he'll hold you. When tears stream down your face, he'll stand by you. When you lose something you can't replace, he'll comfort you. When you love someo6⁶ne but it goes to waste, he'll support you.

He'll light up the lights that will guide you home and ignite your bones.

"I don't want you to see things you should not, little one."

He doesn’t want you to see how the world is really ruined.

He doesn’t want you to be ruined like it, so he will—

He will fix you.