Silly Slayers Vignettes VSilly Slayers Vignettes VSilly Slayers Vignettes V by Skiyomi
In Which Amelia is Comforted by Strong, Rocky Arms.
Amelia nuzzled her face against his shoulder, wiping a tear away. It wasn’t as though the rocky surface was ideal for tears—no, it had very little in common with a gentle handkerchief. But yet it gave her more comfort than any monogrammed scrap of fabric could possibly hope to.
“Thank you,” she said, squeezing her savior tight, “for being here. It’s been so hard dealing with everything… there are so many responsibilities… and with grandfather gone it’s been so…”
“There’s no need,” the chimera responded, returning her embrace.
“I just know it’s not always easy for you,” Amelia responded understandingly.
“It’s worth it… for you,” he answered, all heartfelt sincerity. “Now,” he said, lifting her chin so she was looking directly at him, “let’s figure out