"Just promise me that no one dies?" She leaned into her mother, mumbling up. The girl soaked up every touch she could get.
Suzume had not been there to fight. She had not seen it. A part of her was glad of it. The other part had wanted to know that she had at least done her best. There had been so many corner stones in her life that she had witnessed passively or heard from in stories and tales. She was sick of it. Yet, she was no match against anyone who could kill her Papa.