Raena smiled as she ran the brush through Elora’s short hair, smoothing the edges she had done her best to even out. It was strange looking at the girl without her beautiful long hair, but Elora didn’t seem all that heartbroken about the change.
“Mom,” Elora suddenly spoke, and Raena raised her eyes to look at the girl’s reflection in the mirror. “Do you really think father can do it?”
Raena held her smile as she put the brush down, then wrapped her arms around the girl.
“What do you think? Do you think your father will leave the three of us here?” Raena laughed softly, tightening her hold on her child. “He will come for us, and he will take us home because he promised to do it. You know that he always keeps his promises, right? We have to trust him and stay ready until then. Right?”
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