Her hand falters. She looks down at Ardbert in surprise.
"...You know Hades?"
She had assumed he wouldn't, given that he doesn't speak the language of their homeland. Perhaps Ardbert was unable to learn it? Hemera can hardly imagine her child being incapable, but she cannot deny that having such a small fraction of her soul would limit him greatly...
Hades had always held such a fondness for children. If she was unable to raise him herself, it isn't difficult for her to imagine her dearest friend raising her Masterwork into such a sweet boy. He would have been a wonderful father.
The thought brings an odd flutter to her heart, and a blush to her cheeks.
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"...You know Hades?"
She had assumed he wouldn't, given that he doesn't speak the language of their homeland. Perhaps Ardbert was unable to learn it? Hemera can hardly imagine her child being incapable, but she cannot deny that having such a small fraction of her soul would limit him greatly...
Hades had always held such a fondness for children. If she was unable to raise him herself, it isn't difficult for her to imagine her dearest friend raising her Masterwork into such a sweet boy. He would have been a wonderful father.
The thought brings an odd flutter to her heart, and a blush to her cheeks.