#Family

There stood the White City before us, painted the colours of the myriad flowers placed in celebration for The King’s wedding. After all those years, I was finally back, and my words failed me.

“So… Here it is”, was all I could manage to muster.

Her small hand tapped on the large door, "Mother? Mother, may I come in?" There were days when she hungered for a Mother's touch. This was such a day. The sound of rain lightly beating against the roof. "Mother I brought some tea." No answer.  "Mother? Mama...?" Her voice cracked. Still no answer.  "Please I just want to spend time with you.

"Frea, why don't you go outside and play? You've already done your chores and I have some jewelry to make for a customer."  The boy turns away from his toy box and looks at his Mother. "Are you telling the truth? Or are you trying to make Pa's ring? So that you don't have to find the bad person that took it?"