NIKI
"It could have been worse," Niki says with a dry smile across the cart. "I could have been without a leg at all, no? I will count my blessings - and my limbs - wherever I can." Chuckling and letting his coat fall back again, he braces a little against the side of the wagon as they rumble through a particularly rough patch of the trail, before it smooths out somewhat, though for how long who knows.
"Not the fae, no. There was a small children's home out just beyond the Sidhe Village." Which, he supposes, is a fancy word for orphanage. "I was there until I was nine or ten, when I was old enough to be apprenticed out. We actually just paid our respects to one of the matrons there. That sapling was hers. It feels strange to call her such, though - I do not remember her being all that old."
Glancing across at Theea, he tilts his head. "And you? Was it just you and your mother travelling?"
"Not the fae, no. There was a small children's home out just beyond the Sidhe Village." Which, he supposes, is a fancy word for orphanage. "I was there until I was nine or ten, when I was old enough to be apprenticed out. We actually just paid our respects to one of the matrons there. That sapling was hers. It feels strange to call her such, though - I do not remember her being all that old."
Glancing across at Theea, he tilts his head. "And you? Was it just you and your mother travelling?"
my body's on the line now, I can't fight this time now
I can feel the light shine on my face
I can feel the light shine on my face
