Split Seam

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                             ~Sylvia's POV~
[Earlier this morning]

I was finally going to go home!

Sebastian packed all my things out of the small wooden house and placed it all in the carriage.

Living here was fun. I'm going to miss it. But going home has to be done.
I'm ready to see my family again. I wanted to see my brother again, even if he doesn't talk to me much. I wanted to hug my mother and father. Here their voices speak to me again.

Returning home was what I have been looking forward to.

I got into the black carriage, ready for my travels to the castle.
I was wearing a nice blue coat with white fur trim. A hat covered most of my head with the same design. I wore a black skirt and white stockings were covering my legs, protecting me from the cold. I had brown leather boots and I was now set to go.

With Plue in hand I got myself comfortable on the leather seats and awaited for our journey to begin.

"Are we going yet Sebastian?" I asked my butler who was standing outside the carriage.

"In due time Lady Sylvia." He simply said.

After Sebastian disappeared in front of the carriage for a few minutes, he finally returned and got into the carriage.

"Now it's time to go." He said.

I heard the horses neigh loudly and the carriage start to move forward.

We are finally going home.

                           ~Nashi's POV~
[Present Time]

I moved through the white halls, passing by paintings and the occasional piece of furniture.
I don't know what my parents had in mind for me. I couldn't tell if it was super serious or not.

Knowing what just happened...I have a feeling it is.

I continued on my way, hopeful in the right direction, when I was stopped by a familiar face.

"Sylvia?" I asked a small bluette, traveling up a staircase I was at the top of.

She looked up, smiled, nodded, and ran up the stairs to meet me.
Sylvia pulled me into her arms and gave me a big hug.

"Where have you been Sylvia?" I asked lightly.

She let me go and flashed me another one of her smiles, then answered,
"I was living in a cabin on the outskirts of the city."

"Oh how interesting! Why did you go there?"

"Sebastian brought me out there after the ball. He said it was best if I wasn't at the castle for a while for some events happening here." She informed me.

"I see."

"What have you been doing here?" Sylvia asked me, both of us beginning to wonder the halls.

"Oh....well..." I began, thinking of the right words to say.

I didn't want to be the person to tell her all that has happened. Sylvia was smiling....happy.... and I didn't want to be the one to take that joy from her. I couldn't. Not after what happened to her mother.

"I've....been getting to know your brother more." I finished.

"Oh have you now!" The bluette said in excitement.
"Has he told you he loves you yet?"

My cheeks heated, turning a shade of pink before I muttered out,
"No. W-was he suppose to?"

"Well....no....I would like him to though." She said simple.

"Oh...ok."

The two of us had finished traveling down a long corridor as Sylvia asked,
"Do you know where my mother is? One of my doll's seams have opened and I need her to fix it."

The bluette held up a small white snowman type creature whose side was opening, showing its stuffing.
But I didn't answer her back quickly. I didn't want to talk about her mother with her.

"No." I told her.

"No?"

"Yes....I haven't seen her. But I believe your father is in his room....you can ask him." I chirped, trying to hold a smile.

I could tell Sylvia knew I had a hidden message behind my words but she didn't say anything about it.

"Ok." She chirped, shrugging it off.

"If she can't fix it though....Sylvia....I would be happy to do it for you."

"Oh yes! If she is busy doing something then I'll come straight to you!"

I nodded and she smiled brightly.

"Bye, see you around." I hummed, turning the corner.

"Bye!"

I lingered through the halls a bit longer. This has to be the right way to go.

I took one last glance at Sylvia before she was out of sight.
How long will she be that cheery until she knows?
I turned back around and continued down one last pale hallway. When I got to what looked like the right door I knocked a heard a familiar voice say,

"Come in."

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