Sun Mote Copse broken bottles arranged to make tea

"Kingslander," the boy corrected with a slow nod, his bright eyes staring up at Reyes. He found the mans name strange, having difficulty repeating it back—mostly tripping over the 'e' sound. But after a few tries he got it, giving himself a pat on the back whilst looking back to his dad for some sort of confirmation.

Sooner or later, his dad turned to leave and while primrose missed him, wishing he would stay a little bit longer in order to see Primrose's work the boy knew he wouldn't be hard to track down. He could always beg his father to watch him.

"It's okay, mistakes happen!" He sing-songed to the other adult. "And yes please! I want to make it even LARGER than last, it'll for sure be quicker with the both of us!" Primrose giggled, instantly circling around and starting to push the leaves back.

The past issue was surely forgotten.

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