TW: past character death
Logan sat with his daughter and his son on his lap. "Tell us a story!!!" Said Lyn. She was in a pink onesie. "Yeah!" Said Dan. He was in a blue dog onesie. Logan smiled softly, "ok, but you have to go to bed after this!!" Hensaid. They giggled and nodded. Logan took a deep breath. "There once was... a duke. A very pretty duke... with incredibly low standards-" Logan smiled softly. "People thought he was crazy, for being so willing to do anything for the ones that loved him back... he had a husband that loved him very much, and they had two beautiful children. The duke was always overshadowed by his brother, the prince... but that didn't matter to the duke, cause he had more than the prince could ever have. He had genuine, undying, love..." Logan sighed. "And one day, the people decided they didn't like the duke... they threw him and his husband out of the castle... and they took the duke away..." Logan bit his lip. "And... his husband and the kids never saw him again..." Logan sniffeled slightly. "And his husband raised the children on his own... but he still loved the duke very very much, even if he didn't know where he was... and... he could still hear the dukes happy, carefree voice if he thought hard enough... and, he could still feel his warm embrace when he needed to..." Logan was on the verge of tears. The children smiled, "good story!!!" Lyn and Dan said at the same time. "O-ok... now you have to go to bed-" Logan said, carrying them upstairs. He tuvked them both into bed before leaving the room to his room. He looked at the large portrait he had of Remus and cried. He missed him so much... so so much... he would do anything to have him back... but he can't. Logan cried quietly as he looked at the portrait, missing his late husband so very much. His heart ached. He cloosed his eyes tightly and tried to go back. He imagined the summer before... it happened. It was warm and nice, the sun gently glimmering on the lake. He had tied a flower into Remus's hair and he was giggling. Logan smiled as he remembered that. It was his favourite memory...
