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fandom_muses (IJ) Septmeber: Innocent
Sep. 30th, 2008 09:16 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
stolehispurseMarianne's squeals mixed with Michele's laughter and threats mixed with the stamping of two sets of childish feet along the dignified hallways of the old Grimani residence. Chasing each other. Around the graceful ornaments. Down some stairs and up some. Laughter, genuine, real.
Henriette's lips curled up. That was what children were supposed to do. Run. Play. Laugh. Of course, learn too. But not the way she had.
Starving. Helpless. Angry. In need.
Jaded.
And not nearly as stiff as her husband would have them be. Of course they would learn what was proper. Of course they'd learn to do it. But now, now wasn't the time for that. And she knew that better than most.
In at least one thing, she had succeeded. Her children were safe. Protected. They had their chance to be innocent, something that she'd never had.Something that he'd never had, either.
For all the ill things that their father could be... her children had a chance to be, one day, happy.
The one bright hope of her life.
Henriette's lips curled up. That was what children were supposed to do. Run. Play. Laugh. Of course, learn too. But not the way she had.
Starving. Helpless. Angry. In need.
Jaded.
And not nearly as stiff as her husband would have them be. Of course they would learn what was proper. Of course they'd learn to do it. But now, now wasn't the time for that. And she knew that better than most.
In at least one thing, she had succeeded. Her children were safe. Protected. They had their chance to be innocent, something that she'd never had.
For all the ill things that their father could be... her children had a chance to be, one day, happy.
The one bright hope of her life.
