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ᴇɴɴᴀʀɪs "𝔫𝔢𝔰𝔰" ᴛᴀᴠᴀɴᴇ ([personal profile] aberratic) wrote in [community profile] faderift 2025-01-28 10:15 pm (UTC)

"My mother?"

She reaches for the letter automatically, but her face wrinkles, confused—then smoothes out again, just as soon as her fingers touch the wax.

Why shouldn't her mother be here, after all? Everyone else Ness has wanted to care about her is.

"You're worth coming back for now, it seems," says Vazeiros from where he's sat at his own desk. His voice is low, deep and uninflected, with something almost like a Nevarran accent, save for its emphasis on sibilants. There's real affection in the way he smiles at Ness when she turns back in her seat to face him, his scarred face wrinkling in genuine joy at his daughter's answering grin.

"I wonder what she'll think of me now! I hardly even remember her," she directs to Cedric, twisting herself around to look at him while still facing Vazeiros. The letter remains clutched in her hand, unopened. "She left me in Candlekeep with father when I was four and we never heard from her again. All I remember about her is her hair, it was so soft and long. I used to braid it for her after she did mine."

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