Luke fon Fabre (
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Lost Child
[Little Luke is humming to himself, picking at the grass slightly and playing with the flowers; every flower he touches seems to shimmer momentarily with more life, but returns to normal when his touch is gone. Every now and then, he'll pluck a flower very carefully from the ground with a little smile and place it into a neat little pile, mumbling something along the lines of, "Flower for mama," before humming once again.
The look in his eyes is a little sad and understanding, much too much for a child of his age. But he just keeps on going, in spite of whatever it is he understands.]
The look in his eyes is a little sad and understanding, much too much for a child of his age. But he just keeps on going, in spite of whatever it is he understands.]
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Ah! Papa's a noble, he's a duke! So that means I'd get to go there, right?
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A pleasure to meet you, Luke.
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Making a bouquet of flowers for your mother?
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[He smiles, kneeling down again to pluck another flower.] Uh-huh! Mama really likes flowers 'cause they smell nice, and I like giving mama pretty things because she's pretty.
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Here. You can give this to Princess Natalia or your mother.
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Ah, really? Thank you!
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You're welcome. I hope your brother shows up soon, it's getting late...
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Y-yeah... usually he finds me lots faster...