You left me here behind; do you not care? (How the fuck am I supposed to carry on without you here?)
Warnings : It's not a happy story.
He almost jumps at the sound as his dog, Lud, barks in surprise. Henryk quickly stands, moving to answer his door, and nearly gapes at the sight.
Magda looks up to him, her bluish lips shaking.
“Oh, little duck,” he says softly, quickly ushering her inside. He corrals her to the chimney side; she’s shaking like a leaf. “Why are you outside?”
“Papa said I was bad,” she quietly answers, and Henryk hisses between his teeth. “Said I had to sleep in the barn until I was good again… but last time I was good only after a week, and I’m so cold, Sir Henryk.”
This is sad. Like really, really sad. Inspired by Shireen Baratheon's death in GOT, just so y'all know. Major Child Death, child abuse and grief.
Inspired by New-Made Gold To Give You by @inexplicifics
Alright; so I watched a video of Davos's anger towards Melisandre about Shireen's death, and hated that she got off way too nicely, so I wrote this.
It ended up way longer than it was supposed to be, and I've been working on it for a week, so I'm glad I got the angst out of my system.
This is not a happy fic. There is fluff, and parental feels, but it's sad.
It's in the accidental Warlord AU of @inexplicifics universe, when the Wolf takes Redania, but the politics are really in the background. I love to play with side characters, so thats what I did.