The Lion King
The Oathkeeper
He'd remained sat with her as she recovered from her harrowing ordeal at the abandoned temple. The healers of Voss were galaxy-famous for their skills, and whatever injuries Mysa had sustained were all but erased. Her mind, however, had to mend on its own, and Thurion knew it would be a slow process. The events the girl had to endure in that desolate place could very well scar her for life, but for the time being she was safe and sound in the comfort of a warm bed - the first night she'd spent outside of a hospital since her rescue.
Thurion didn't wish to wake her as she had finally gotten her first full night of rest, and instead sat by her bedside grabbing a few hours of sleep himself. It was he who insisted that he stay with her until they reached Midvinter, for who knows where her mind would run off to if left to its own devices for long?
With Midvinter coming into view, it was time to wake the sleeping beauty. "Mysa," he spoke softly while nudging her gently, trying to stir her from her sleep. "It is time to go home now, to Midvinter. Your mother and father will be waiting for us." Must be an odd circumstance for a child, having two sets of parents who loved her just as much.
He got down on his knees to bring his face close to hers, touching her forehead with his and caressing her silvery hair. "Good morning, Snowflake."
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