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"Ciao, Messere."
Hello! -the boy looked at her waving his hand in greeting-
With a shaky nod, Flavia took the cup and slowly drank the tea. Her eyelids visibly grew heavy, her breathing slowing. "Daddy... Ti amo Daddy..." She whispered, her small hand grasping one of his digits.
Leonardo smiled, though when she passed out completely the smile was wiped off his face instantly, replaced with a grim look. Carefully he set about to patching up Flavia, and soon a neat row of sutures was being covered up by bandages wrapped around her abdomen. When he was done, Leonardo carried her to a bed and laid her down gently.
She groaned and sobbed harder, looking up at him desperately. "Th-they stabbed me... Daddy you have to let me go... It hurts so much..."
"Shh, Flavia, it'll be alright..." He put on a smile for her, masking the worry with efficiency. But despite what he said, he wasn't sure that she would come out of this unscathed.
"Flavia, sweets," Leonardo looked at her, stirring a bit of laudanum into sweet tea. "Drink this. It's not going to taste good, but it'll help you sleep through the pain, alright?"
"Th-they wanted to hurt you... I promised I.. I wouldn't l-let them hurt you..." She cried softly, burying her head into his shirt dejectedly. Her hands moved from her abdomen, a large spot of blood being shown.
Whatever question may had arisen to his lips was checked immediately by the crimson splotch that spread over her stomach, staining the cloth of her dress. Leonardo immediately picked up Flavia and carried her to a work table, putting a pillow under her head while he fetched medical supplies.
"Flavia, how did they hurt you?" He asked softly. as he lifted away the fabric to reveal an ugly wound, seeping blood.
[Because our darling Leo needs feels] The toddler stumbled over, clutching her abdomen. "D-Daddy run..." She cried, falling to her knees in front of him.
"Flavia? Flavia--" Leonardo rushed to her side, catching her before she could fully fall to the ground. "Flavia? What is it? What has happened?" He looked at her pale face, anxiety flickering in his eyes.
"Ciao Mamma!"
“Mamma?”
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-Nonchalant knock on his door.-
"Hm? Who's there?" Pierre said, not really wanting to leave his bedroom