"...I'm so s-sorry."
Cessilia's voice was breaking a bit. As if she could feel all of his sadness, she felt like crying too, and she could only try to repress her tears. This was so horrible to even imagine. The young Ashen, desperate to save his family, and a Father that never acknowledged him. The time he ought to have spent alone outside the Castle's closed doors, waiting, praying, hoping for some miracle, or someone to help his dying family...
After a short silence, she heard him sighing and to her surprise, Ashen hugged her back, his fingers gently combing through her curls as if she was the one in need of comforting. She heard him sigh faintly.
"...As you can guess, they didn't make it. My brother and I buried them in one of the communal graves, like anyone else... and we did o
