children

It had become easy to overlook now what she had in life. Sat upon the swing that hung in her family's estate gardens which allowed her to peer out over to the beach and the ocean, the d’Vaud turned Ravenstad sat in contemplative thought. She had been in Regalia for years now. There were times...

The small tapping could be heard on the wooden floors along with shuffling. They were uneven and a baby’s laughter greeted the rest of the sounds. “Good, Theo! Now come to Momma.” Ida would let her fingers slip from the child’s as he waddled back and forth. She kept her eyes on him and her hands...