Tenderheart

"The Great Confusion of the CYOA Experiment 2k19"

"Hail, good Gaolers! Could you direct me to the Den of your Lairmates Mercy and Lala? I've come to your fair territory on a diplomacy mission and I wish to speak to my parents while here."

Lala smiles and waves. Mercy squeals and tries to hug him.

Tenderheart finds himself wondering if maybe Gaolers don't speak the same language Imperials do and looks around for help uncomfortably. He sees an old Fae he vaguely remembers from when he was little and gives her a "Help?" look.

Ambria flaps over, inspecting the situation. "Something wrong here, Lala?"

Lala laughs. It's so loud Tenderheart swears the walls shake. "Our son didn't get the memo that we volunteered to undergo the spell for the Clan."

Ambria lets out a faint giggle. "Yup, kiddo," she says, flapping up to Tenderheart's nose, "Those are still your parents!" Then she flits off to whatever she'd been planing to do before she was interrupted.

Tenderheart is still very confused.