“And so, the two of them lived happily ever after.”
“Huh? That’s it? Already?”
“Yes, Young Master Ritz. It’s time to sleep now.”
“But I’m not even sleepy.”
“It’s already late.”
The blond boy with golden eyes puffed out his cheeks in protest. But instead of whining, he quietly turned off the light and nestled under the covers.
“Hey, Almond?”
“Yes, sir?”
“That story you told me… was it real?”
“Well, what do you think, Young Master?”
“Hmm… I think it really happened. ‘Cause the two people in the story sound exactly like my mom and dad.”
“Is that so? Then I’m sure you’re absolutely right.”
“…Yeah.”
Ritz blinked a few times before his eyes gently shut and sleep took over.
Tonight, just like every other night, he would dream of the two people he loved most in the world—his mother and father.