Nova Peak Memories to move on

So far Kieran was doing alright with, the telling of the tale. However, he knew that when the one question was asked, the one that would push his heart out bloody, then it would be hard for him to keep his composure. His family they had died fighting, just as he would have. He would have fought until he couldn't anymore, then laid down and die, but Kiva wouldn't allow that to happen. In a way he was so angry with her for giving him this fate, even if she loved him. It hurt.

Kieran nudged her gently, unsure why her voice was wavering. It wasn't her pain to deal with, it was his. She shouldn't have to, feel it too. One of them feeling it was enough. 'Tis gran', Kaskara. It wus not yisser fault. He listened to her about family and nodded his head in agreement, her next statement caused him pause. His insides rolled and his guts rose in disagreement to it all.

He looked at her and looked down, and spoke softly, so soft you almost couldn't hear him. 'Er name wus Kiva. She wus bonny an' kind an' much better than me. An' she wus mine. Yer man came an' gave 'er a choice bear 'is laddies bloody than mine, or watch me die painfully. T'be sure she chose bear 'is laddies. Yer man gave me dis scar, an' is brud, de evil it killed 'er anyway. So it wus al' for naugh.