,, No, of course not. ,,

"You look different." Ethan fingered his ear, gazing up at theirs. "Like the bad king. Like one of Them." He sniffled. "Are you going to live with Them now?"

" No. Neither of us will leave, okay? "

,, I know. ,, She sighs softly. ,, But Im not one of them. I just usually have my hair painted black; the colors have all worn off so now my hairs red again. Thats all. ,,

"The dark person talked to me. He said I'd forget about Them in a year or two, that I won't be able to see Them anymore. Does that mean I'll forget you, too?"

" No, Ethan. You won't forget us, and we won't forget you. "

,, You shouldnt believe what they tell you. ,, She sighs, gently hugging him.

He nodded solemnly, far too old for his age.

" lets go inside, okay? "

She goes silent again.