07-29-2023, 09:57 PM
Raffe slept almost immediately, and deeply, like his body was still catching up with the damage. Commotion woke him groggy, and he shifted to realise he was alone, for a moment confused as to where he even was. He must have barely moved; the ring was still in his fist, the circle of it embedded into the palm as he sat up and he realised it was there. There were voices in the hall, and as memory filtered back, he realised the two girls in Nox’s room must have finally woken up. Raffe shuffled off his bed, rubbing his face, and wandered out to the tangled knot of limbs and crying children, and the stuffed toy Nox had been sleeping with in the doorway.