The queen knelt and placed a fresh cloth doll at the base of the marker. She had made it herself. Poorly. The stitching was crooked, the eyes mismatched. But it was made with love.
But her eyes—pale violet, almost colorless—flicked toward the door behind her. The door to the Princess’s sanctum. Inside, she could hear the Princess praying. A soft, hopeless sound. Royal Guards of Ethyria -Final- -Yukari-chan- F...
“Don’t.” Yukari-chan pressed the cloth doll into the Princess’s hands. “Keep this. When you look at it, remember that someone stood between you and the dark. And then go build a world where no one has to.” The queen knelt and placed a fresh cloth