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Haje nodded and moved to another part of the room to change.  The damp, baggy clothes practically fell off, due to how drastically he had shrunk.

One thing however was still there, and it concerned him and made him hope Aliblu didn’t see.

The scars that covered his body were still there, even with his decreased age.

He quickly pulled the pajamas on to hide the scars, then returned to the bed, clambering onto the nest she had made.

Aliblu did notice the scars, and she frowned a bit, but the look disappeared as Haje finished dressing. Once he got onto the bed, she peppered his face with kisses and tucked him in snugly, making sure the pillows would keep him from rolling around too much.

Haje smiled a little after he was tucked in, then yawned again, this time cutely.  This was…nice.  He wasn’t sure if he’d ever be used to living like this, in peace without the threat of Ja Gwi approaching, but he still liked it.  And that feeling of warmth that came from Aliblu and the whole Realm…it reminded him of the warmth he’d felt coming from the White Queen in Wonderland.

It was definitely something new, but something he found that he had been missing all these years.

The boy slipped into a peaceful slumber with a smile still on his face.

Mun: Iggy and Hiljo wtf are you two doing

((My muse is sitting here with the most confused puppy-dog look I’ve ever seen!))

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Haje yawned again after Aliblu had picked him up, nuzzling her cheek a little and trying not to doze off.  He looked around at his new bedroom, eyes widening.  It was lovely!  He actually felt somewhat bad that Hiljo wasn’t here, but then again he lived in a damn castle.

He shook his head when Aliblu asked if he needed help getting dressed and was about to thank her…when he noticed that his voice was gone and his throat terribly sore.  It seemed that since he only took a little of the potion it wore off much faster.  Ah, well.  He only needed it sparingly anyway.

Aliblu smiled as she realized the same thing as Haje, leaning to nuzzle him again. “You get dressed and I’ll tuck you in, alright?” She drew back the comforter on the bed, piling the pillows for Haje to lay on.

Haje nodded and moved to another part of the room to change.  The damp, baggy clothes practically fell off, due to how drastically he had shrunk.

One thing however was still there, and it concerned him and made him hope Aliblu didn’t see.

The scars that covered his body were still there, even with his decreased age.

He quickly pulled the pajamas on to hide the scars, then returned to the bed, clambering onto the nest she had made.

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Haje ate quietly, enjoying the warm stew in his belly.  It completely smoothed over the chill he’d felt earlier, and eased the jitters he’d had before better now that he could think.  After finishing the stew he ate two croissants, which filled him completely.

The boy yawned loudly.  It was rather late at night and he was now quite sleepy.  Hopefully Aliblu would have some clothes that could fit him.

When Aliblu finished with the room, she headed back down, and once Haje’s dishes were in the sink she cleaned his face thoroughly with a wet rag. “Looks like your day’s catching up to you. Let’s getchu in bed.” She pulled him up into her arms and carried him to his new bedroom.

The bedroom had a few bookcases, one which was filled with books, and the others holding his belongings, spread out in a cozy fashion. The wardrobe that now held child-sized clothes opened at the flick of Aliblu’s finger, and a pair of dark grey pajamas was pulled out. “Need help to get dressed Haje?”

Haje yawned again after Aliblu had picked him up, nuzzling her cheek a little and trying not to doze off.  He looked around at his new bedroom, eyes widening.  It was lovely!  He actually felt somewhat bad that Hiljo wasn’t here, but then again he lived in a damn castle.

He shook his head when Aliblu asked if he needed help getting dressed and was about to thank her…when he noticed that his voice was gone and his throat terribly sore.  It seemed that since he only took a little of the potion it wore off much faster.  Ah, well.  He only needed it sparingly anyway.

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That sounded nice, a room with a lot of pillows.  Pillows were comfy.  He smiled at the thought and took a big bite of stew, minding the heat.  It was just as good as he remembered it, and it made him smile even brighter with a happy squeal.

Aliblu watched Haje eat for the first few minutes, and when she was satisfied she headed into the living room and up the stairs. Once at the room, she focused, and the walls rippled like the still surface of a pond, changing to a dusky light purple shade. The bed formed, a sort of circle shape, and several plush soft pillows appeared. Then she got to work on customizing it a little.

Haje ate quietly, enjoying the warm stew in his belly.  It completely smoothed over the chill he’d felt earlier, and eased the jitters he’d had before better now that he could think.  After finishing the stew he ate two croissants, which filled him completely.

The boy yawned loudly.  It was rather late at night and he was now quite sleepy.  Hopefully Aliblu would have some clothes that could fit him.

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Haje hugged Aliblu a bit tighter, smiling.  ”Thank you, thank you, thank you,” he thanked profusely, accidentally in Korean.  This was such a relief. He barely stayed with Hiljo and Raskreia anymore; he was always out on his own, only returning to the castle long enough to eat and sleep.  But now he actually had a place to stay—and he felt more comfortable here anyway.  Like a real home.

Oh, wait…he didn’t answer her question.

“Um…I really like purple, actually,” he replied.  ”Like a light purple.”

Aliblu smiled and picked Haje up to set him back in the chair, nuzzling his cheeks again before handing him a spoon. “I’ll get to work on forming a room next to Bel’s, alright?” A nice comfy bed, lots of pillows.

That sounded nice, a room with a lot of pillows.  Pillows were comfy.  He smiled at the thought and took a big bite of stew, minding the heat.  It was just as good as he remembered it, and it made him smile even brighter with a happy squeal.

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Haje fell completely speechless, blinking owlishly before his lip quivered.  Once Aliblu was safely away from the pot and anything that could hurt her, he jumped down from the chair to hug her legs and starting to cry a little, the child-like nature of his current personality shining strong.

After setting down the bowl and bread, Aliblu crouched down and wrapped her arms around Haje in a hug, grooming back his hair and nuzzling his face. “Shhh shhh shhh, there there. There’s no need to cry deary, it’s alright.” She nuzzled the top of his head and rubbed his back, letting him get out the emotions.

Haje hugged Aliblu a bit tighter, smiling.  ”Thank you, thank you, thank you,” he thanked profusely, accidentally in Korean.  This was such a relief. He barely stayed with Hiljo and Raskreia anymore; he was always out on his own, only returning to the castle long enough to eat and sleep.  But now he actually had a place to stay—and he felt more comfortable here anyway.  Like a real home.

Oh, wait…he didn’t answer her question.

“Um…I really like purple, actually,” he replied.  ”Like a light purple.”

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Haje sipped the tea carefully, his tiny hands holding the mug carefully so as not to drop it.  He set the cup back down on the table, then looked up at her.

“Can I…please live here with you?” he hesitantly asked.

Aliblu blinked, then wen t back to stirring the stew. “Of course Haje! What color would you prefer your room be?” After a few more turns she pulled the ladle up to fill his bowl. pausing as the mechanical hands of the oven pulled out the croissants.

Haje fell completely speechless, blinking owlishly before his lip quivered.  Once Aliblu was safely away from the pot and anything that could hurt her, he jumped down from the chair to hug her legs and starting to cry a little, the child-like nature of his current personality shining strong.

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“Hot, please.”  Haje fidgeted a little as a jitter formed in his stomach.  He was getting antsy waiting to ask her.

She nodded, and started the kettle to brew the tea, careful as she handed it to him several minutes later. “Drink slow and deep before you speak. I sense there is something you wish to say.”

Haje sipped the tea carefully, his tiny hands holding the mug carefully so as not to drop it.  He set the cup back down on the table, then looked up at her.

“Can I…please live here with you?” he hesitantly asked.