King's huge frickin' book of randomness galore:The ultimate

The fallen son

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Footsteps, like boots, clicked on the floor in a rapid rythm, slow and easy, to the temp of the hunched stranger in the black cloak, dragging the weight of the rags seamlessly, speaking to no one and not being spoken to, his mouth clenched tightly with purpose as he sauntered ever-forward, eyes locked upon his sole target: a young girl giggling as she ran down the sidewalk without a care, her shoe-laces hazardly untied. 

The stranger knew the result. 

He had already seen it.

Luckily, who was also in place long before then.

"Ah!"

Soon enough, the small child tripped over her feet, which would've sent her to the ground crying, had it not been for the stranger, waiting with open arms to set her up-right.

His cloak felt odd, and made her cough, slightly, but it was also comforting, and held a strange amount of warmth, the stranger setting the child down.

"Thanks, mister!" She chirped happily, a bright smile on her face.

"You are quite welcome." He responded, a warm kindness in his smooth, lavender voice. It was oddly familiar to the girl, and made her tilt her head.

"Do I know you?"

This made the stranger smile under his cloak, chuckling.

"Most likely. Afterall, I doubt I can hide from their daughter's eyes any less than I can from theirs."

This immediately made the girl beam, darting into the stranger's arms.

"LUCI!"

"Hello, my sister. You have grown up fabulously. I'm sorry for the wait."

"It's okay! I'm just glad you're here! I just hope you aren't mad...." She muttered, grinding her shoe against the ground.

"And why would I possibly be mad, little one?" "Luci" asked, tilted his head. 

"I-I told mama you'd be coming, and I think she told papa.....I know you said not to but-"

"No, no, it's fine. They would've found out regardless. I'm perfectly aware they know. It's a sick sort of irony, actually..."

He laughed.

"They invited me over for dinner."