Hero's Dead Brother

4. Brother

I couldn't see the child but his voice was young. Very young. Maybe 4 or 5 years old.

« Gregory, your brother! He's okay! Look! »

The woman turned around and bended down so that the child could see me. He had the same eyes as her. So handsome!

He looked at me with his sleepy eyes and they shone with surprise. His face lighted up as he smiled at me. I was stunned. No one ever smiled at me like that. Such a pure, beautiful child. And he was looking at something like me. I felt bad. I didn't know where to hide myself.

« Hello, Amiel, hello! This is your brother Gregory. Say hello, Greg » the woman spoke with a gentle voice.

Amiel? Brother? Was that my name? Am I this child's brother? How... ?

« Amiel we're so happy to see you! Mommy was so scared she lost you! »

« Thank God we listened to the Grand Priest and waited... » The man with green eyes suddenly spoke.

« Klaus, the number 3! He woke up in 3 days! The Grand Priest picked 3 roses! » the woman suddenly broke in tears.

The man hugged her and smiled at me as his eyes filled with tears too.

« My son » was the last thing I heard him say as they took me to a baby bed and put me to sleep. The woman I needed time to realize was my mother, gave me a gentle kiss on the forehead and spent a long time looking at me, waiting for me to sleep. I couldn't take my eyes off her despite my sleepiness.

She looked at me as if I was someone special, a very precious person and I couldn't understand her happiness. Was she happy that I was there? Why? I didn't do anything for her.

Am I something that can bring her money? Maybe she waits for me to grow up so that she can sell me or send me to work somewhere and she's happy I didn't die. It made me happy. If she needs me it means that she will keep me close as long as I'm useful.

Maybe I will be able to see that boy again. I want to be useful to him too. I will give anything for the smile he gave me. And the man was so strong and powerful I could feel his energy. If I can get his favor maybe he will let me stay in his house?

For the first time I was filled with hope. I had the feeling that I could be treated with decency in this life. I will work hard not to disappoint these people and be useful to them as long as I can.

But even if they get tired of me and hate me, I'll do my best to be at least useful to some extent.

Just don't throw me away please.
Don't throw me away, i'll do anything...

My eyes felt heavy and I fell asleep looking at the woman's face.

Mother