prince-amycus:
“Oh, it’s fine. I… I love children. No worries at all.” He looked down, honestly not looking as though he loves them at all while he looked down at the small red heads. Carefully he stepped to the side, avoiding the small hands touching his pants. They were worth more than the child’s life as far as he was concerned. “How old are they? Seven? Three? They look… Small.”
“Truly, I am sorry.” She said as she tried to gather the boys, and stop them from touching the man in front of them. She knew some people didn’t like children, but there was also little controlling them sometimes. “Close. They’re seven, five and almost 2. Yes, they’re very small. Its amazing that at one point we were all that small.”









