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❝... We were only playing. I didn't mean it.
I was going to draw him a picture to make him feel better. I didn't mean it daddy.❞
“Roland, you shouldn’t have done that. It’s not funny at all, you could’ve injured Friar Tuck ––– do you realise that?
Have any of you had the sense to apologise to him yet?”
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❝Yeah! We pushed him into the lake. It was funny, then we ran off...❞
”Easy, little man. I was merely saying that Henry is a couple of years older than you, it was just an o–––– You did what?”
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He stared at her for a couple of minutes, generally confused with who she was.
❝Zelena? That's a cool name.❞
❝My name is Roland -- ❞
Children — they were only useful as a means to an end, but there was no harm in answering the boy’s question.
❝Zelena — and who might you be?❞
[ though she already knew full well the answer ]
#verdigrxs#dammit roland what have i told you about speaking to strangers XD ; ;#he never listens to me ; ;#HELLO :3 ; ;
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Roland gave his father a soft smile, placing his hand on Robin's cheek as he nodded his head. ❝I was getting some wood before. But I dropped it all...❞he sighed, giggling ever so slightly.
❝W...Was that lady mad at you? For giving that man her heart?❞ he asked, generally curious.
Not a single thing could part them now. If anyone tried to take his son from his arms, Robin would unleash a fury upon them which would make even the darkest entity tremble down to their very last nerve.
"No, boy, you’re safe. I promise you." His voice was husky with emotion, and he forced himself to take a deep breath, finally smiling back at his son. "Should we go collect some more wood for the fire tonight? I do need your help."
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❝W-Who are you?❞
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❝I'm hiding from Papa.❞
"So who are we hiding from?" Regina whispered.
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❝He's not that much older! I'm older too daddy! I'm not a little baby anymore - Yeah - We pushed Friar Tuck into the lake!❞
“Henry? Oh, I hear he’s a nice lad. Tad older than you, isn’t he? ––– Have you two been enjoying yourselves?”
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[ He kept his little grin on his face, keeping his head up to look at the female in front of him. ]
❝I'm Roland --❞
[ He introduced himself as he stretched his arm out and took a hold of hers, his hand to small to make his way right around for a proper grip. ]
❝You can stay here and play with me - until daddy comes back.❞
“Is that so?”
[ She can’t help but laugh at his candor ]
“Well, perhaps now’s a chance for your father to have new friends, hm? Though I suppose if I wish to allow my friendship with him to continue, I ought to introduce myself to you first.” With a hand extended to him with the umost respect, despite his very small stature, she gave him a warm smile. “Regina.”
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Roland let out a small scream when he spotted Henry, quickly running over to him. ❝Can we play another game?❞
"Found you!"
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❝Daddy doesn't have lady friends. When he does, they are not as pretty as you. No - He's not here. He went off hunting.❞
“I’m a...friend of your fathers. Is he here?”
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❝Hello!❞ He smiled, waving his hand around. ❝I'm Roland!❞
"M’names Grace.." She gave a small smile and curtsied a little clumsily.
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❝Who are you?❞
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DO YOU SEE THOSE DIMPLES????
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❝His name is Henry -- Me and Friar Tuck met him at the park.❞
”Hmm, I see. And who is it that is seeking you?”
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❝Shh... I'm playing hide n' seek.❞
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Roland kept his eyes on his father, keeping his little arms tightly around him. Not wanting to leave his side, he didn't want a repeat of the events that just happened. He smiled softly at Robin, twiddling with his fingers.
❝Daddy? Is... Is that man going to come back?❞
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After that devastating moment where Robin thought he might actually lose his son, he didn’t want to let Roland out of his sight whatsoever. Once Regina had left their campsite, Robin kept Roland in his arms, hoping his boy wasn’t too frightened by what had happened.
In an attempt to distract him, he said, “We’ll do anything you like today, little man. What do you think?”
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