Author’s Note: And this is the chapter where suddenly PLOT happened. Thanks, Oline. -_-
Disclaimer: Eira, her family, and all associated characters are mine but they are playing the sandbox created by the comic Hurrocks Fardel, now available on WebToons (it’s catching up to where we were, old pages are being redone so it is a consistent look). Whether any of this ends up canon depends entirely on the artist, but I’ll try to be consistent with what information they have provided. ^_^
Oline swung Eira up on to her back for a ride upstairs, making Eira burst into giggles. She kept the cygnet laughing through cleaning her face and changing into a nightgown. When she was tucked into bed, Oline stayed to rub her back and softly sing the same lullabies that her and Egor’s own mother used to sing to them. They worked like a charm to soothe the little snowflake to sleep.
Sneaking out to the landing, Oline breathed out slowly. “Ma is not going to like this,” she grumbled out loud. Being her mother’s spy here was the worst.
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