𝕳𝖊𝖗 𝖌𝖗𝖆𝖈𝖊, 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖌𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝕯𝖚𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖘𝖘

𝓜𝓸𝓻𝓮.ᐣ.ᐟ

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As the morning sun arose, you sat reading a book across from Ijekiel and the three children.

Sleep had escaped you once again.
With a sigh, you sat up, closing your book.

Today, Ijekiel would be going with his father and Liam to attempt to rescue the other kidnapped children.

A knock at the door broke you from your trance.
"Come in," your voice was hushed, as to not wake the four in your bed.

A maid walked in quietly, setting down a pile of clothes and separating them.
You nodded, "thank you."
The maid bowed deeply, closing the door behind her as she left.

Standing from your chair, you turned to open the curtains.
"Good morning everyone," your voice was loud, yet emotionless.

Quiet groans caused a silent giggle to escape from your lips.
"Oh yes, I know, the big bad sun," you sat at the edge of the bed, pulling Namika and Osian into your arms.

You smiled, kissing them both on the forehead.
You heard Ijekiel groan, causing a giggle to escape your lips.
"Ijekiel, dear, I think you should be getting up," you cooed.

"Mmm.." he groaned.
After a moment, he sat up, still half asleep.

Namika woke next, she sat up groggily, rubbing her eyes irritably.
You smiled, gently moving her hands from her eyes.
"Does it hurt?" You asked.
She nodded.
"Look at me," you spoke softly.
She looked up at you, the redness in her eyes obvious. You stopped for a moment, unsure whether the redness was caused by infection or the rubbing.

Next, Osian came to. His yawned, cuddling deeper into your lap, causing you to laugh.

Lastly, Liam sat up energetically. He jumped up excitedly.
You laughed, watching as the uncharacteristically energetic Liam shook Ijekiel awake.

"Come, let's get changed," you smiled, pulling Osian into your arms.
You walked over to the table where the clothes were laid out, picking up the smallest outfit.

You pulled the clothes over the small, sleepy boy, hearing the shuffles as his siblings followed sluggishly.

You felt Ijekiel kiss your cheek, picking up his clothes and leaving to change.

"Ma..ma.." Liam tugged your sleeve, "help."
You giggled, turning to the boy who somehow managed to get stuck in his shirt.
Helping him put his shirt on, you patted his head.