IRIS. It had been far too long since the last time I heard her, but I still knew her voice. It was the only thing that kept my hope alive during my darkest days. “I’m sorry…” The voice was throaty yet so soft. “I must have collapsed again. Thank you, for holding me.”My body immediately spun around, my eyes widening in shock—mirroring the expression that my father carried as he stared at the female he was holding.My mother, Princess Cassiopeia of the Wicker Forest, had her eyes open, and an embarrassed smile curled on her lips with her face flustered as she looked at my father. “I think... I can sit up straight now…” She added.It was only then that Dad adjusted her position so she was not leaning onto him, but he didn’t take his hands off her arms. He remained quiet, just staring at her, and there must have been too many questions in his head, but I was glad that through all of this, he didn’t let go of her. Or he wasn’t freaking out. “Mama...” I took one step but stopped the mom
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