The hug had taken Shay by surprise, but she had eased into the embrace - a soft smile on her face that only her brother had seen. She could still feel the reminiscence of the kiss to her forehead, like the soft flutter of bread-n-butterflies wings still brushing against her flesh.
“Where is Hayden? She didn’t come with you?” Three years, had it really been that long?
“Well, clearly you two have some… catching up to do. I have a few errands to run, Shay, when it is time for Beau to come home, well, you know how to reach me.” Shay had looked over Beau’s shoulder and Sean created a mirror and walked through it, her dark eyes quickly looking to Beau once again.
“You should bring her here next time, I promise she will be safe.” At least in Shay’s own Kingdom, she could keep that promise. “Let’s not stand around here any longer, I want to know everything I have missed in your life. Please, follow me to the dining room.”
Shay had led Beau then, down the hallways with floors of white and black, through grand archways and past many rooms - far too many for a Queen that, except for her staff, was alone. “Her mother, she is not still causing you grief I hope. She was a, well, I do not feel it is my place to speak ill of the mother of your daughter but, she was not fit to be a mother, much less someone who deserved to be in your life.”
Shay had a lot on her mind, a lot that she wanted to tell Beau, to confide in him, but she did not want to waste his potentially short visit only talking about herself.
A small chuckle flutters from the male’s lips, amusement sparkling in his icy blues. This is the emotion that being in this world brings him; not really a feeling shared from any other place, if he’s being honest. Or perhaps it’s just Shay and Sean. Whatever the case, he’s still very much pleased to be here.
“She wanted Grandma time. Plus, she’s still at a weird age where i’m overly protective. Don’t want anything hurting her, you know?”
Beau allows his feet to carry him forward, having waved goodbye to Sean moments ago. At the mention of catching up, the brunette gives a small nod of his head. She’d missed a lot, hadn’t she? Probably more than he wanted to admit. He’d become a very different person since the last time they’d spoken.
“I wish Antoinette had been the worst of my problems, if i’m being honest.”
He probably should’ve just left it at that but with Shay, words seemed to flow from his lips with ease when confessing on any level. Still, what she’d said of Antoinette had been very true. She wasn’t fit to be a mother, not back then anyways. Neither was Beau, to be fair. Not that he was currently.
“She’s doing better. She’s...trying, at least. After I had to hand over Hayden to my mom for a while, it kind’ve gave her a wake up call.”
He didn’t want to admit to all the problems he’d run into lately. Between the crazy and psychotic ex’s he’d been with the made his life miserable on several levels, to the drugs and crazy nights. Beau hadn’t been a fit parent for a while but at least was responsible enough to realize such and keep his daughter out of it.
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