Anything But Memories

ludo Braved the forests, braved the stone Braved the icy winds and fire Braved and beat them on my own Ludo does not move, blink, or indicate that it has understood the woman before it. "I spoke of your memories, sweetling. Not your children." It would take her memories from her, is what it had meant. But Delphine has shown her hand, and its mask tilts between the two girls. "If they are such a nuisance, Mort will gladly take them into his halls. You do not deserve them," he says simply. "What is your decision? Your memories, or your children?"