It had been some time since I had last seen my daughter or her beau. But at the kingdom meeting I had not missed the way Roan's eyes had lingered on the smaller, unscarred version of her. I had a grandchild, that I had yet to meet. My ears had flickered backwards into my mane at this thought, but really who's fault was that? It was not Igni's or Bryn's or Roan's. No, it was utterly mine for being here and there and no where really all the time.
I had felt my scars fade from my skin, the magic pulling it from me as the Fairy's warning had echoed through my ears and my mind. I had cringed from it, and felt a darkness in my spirit in response. We were vulnerable, as were the rest of the lands. We had lost our magic...but I do laugh when I think of the Amazon's without their tattoos. It was going to be interesting to see how this all went down.
Anyways, I shake my head, take to the skies until I see my granddaughter bouncing around on the ground below me. I smile, dive and land in a pile of snow in front of her, peeking my head out and shaking the snow from my body. "Hello little beauty. What's your name?" I tilt my head, lowering it slightly to look at her and then inhale her scent. "I think I might be your granddad." My voice rumbles in my chest and I peer at her with deep brown eyes.
After I take her in a minute I turn to look around. No doubt her father or mother would be around some where watching her. So while I wait to see how she responds I take a look around, my ears flickering back and forth.
Ianto
Nothing burns like the cold.