An accident. Death in childbirth. Nothing to avenge, nothing to do but mourn. Which Saiden did, openly, uncaring of Ludo's regard or what anyone else might think. Once upon a time, his family had been everything to him, and to have that taken a second time broke even the easy-going cook's heart.
Still crying, he glanced up at its mask. "Then I will seek them out." Because they were, in a way, his family too, the only one he might ever have again. He took a deep breath, trying to get his grief under control. "Thank you." Then he gave it a curious look, one that was obvious even through his red eyes and tearstained cheeks. "Why did you tell me all this?"
Still crying, he glanced up at its mask. "Then I will seek them out." Because they were, in a way, his family too, the only one he might ever have again. He took a deep breath, trying to get his grief under control. "Thank you." Then he gave it a curious look, one that was obvious even through his red eyes and tearstained cheeks. "Why did you tell me all this?"
