#novus is her Babey™©® and i am soft for it )

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Spotify meme: 45

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In Which Jenny Exposes Her Taste In Music

   Never Grow Up - Taylor Swift

                          Your little hand's wrapped around my finger                                And it's so quiet in the world tonight

The tips of Luna’s fingers drift over the glossy wood finish, the soft muslin wrap. The very same that she’d swaddled her son in the day he was born - the same chair she’d sat in by the window, rocking back and forth, watching as fireworks lit up the night sky. 

 The birth of a royal baby is always cause for celebration, times as these more than ever. Their people cling to all the joy they can, and what could be more joyous than a new baby, a new prince, an new promise for their future? 

 Oh, but Luna could not think of the future then. Only the bundle in her arms, impossibly small and precious. Even then, he’d looked like his father. Even then he’d clung to her, crying if he was ever taken too far away, as if to say, “Where’s Mom? I want Mom.” 

 As he slept, Luna had cried too.

                        Your little eyelids flutter 'cause you're dreamin'                         So I tuck you in, turn on your favorite night light

It hadn’t been long - not nearly long enough - before Novus was sleeping alone. At least, when he did sleep. He may look like Noctis, but he hadn’t inherited his father’s affection for rest. Many were the nights he’d toddle into their room, toy in hand, and call into the darkness. 

 ❝Dad? Mom?❞

 Luna had held firm, because she had to. What Novus didn’t know - what he may never know - was how dearly she missed having him nestled between them. Oh, she loves her husband, and treasures their time alone. But it still hurts to be parted from her baby, even for the night. When that distressed little voice calls for her, she cannot help but answer. 

                                       To you, everything's funny                                         You got nothing to regret                                          I'd give all I have honey                                        If you could stay like that

❝Mom!❞

 It had become her favourite word. 

 Novus had a way of making trouble for himself - and others. But never-ending though the Queen’s workload may be, she would always find a moment for him, somehow. Not as often as she liked, not as much; but when he bolted into the room, calling to her like that, she would drop whatever she was doing to scoop him into her arms, and wiggle her fingers into his sides, if only to hear his laugh. 

 ❝And how is my little dream come true?❞

 Usually, he was just fine. Excited, even, to show her something. A rock from the garden, a book he’d found, a toy she’d seen a million times. It was delightful. The world through the eyes of her son was a wonderous place, always new, always beautiful. Occasionally, he would be upset; having tripped or been given a fright, never harmed, usually just looking for comfort. A quick hug from his mother, and he would be back to normal. 

 Sometimes, however, he would simply climb into her arms, and there he would stay, defiant of any attempt to be pulled away; and Luna would go about her day with Novus tucked in her arm. 

 ❝I know,❞ she would tell him softly, pressing a kiss to the top of his head. ❝Me too.❞

                        Oh, darlin', don't you ever grow up, just stay this little                     Oh, darlin', don't you ever grow up, it could stay this simple                                         And no one's ever burned you                                        Nothing's ever left you scarred                                         And even though you want to                                           Just try to never grow up

Luna would come to learn in time, that Mom could mean so many things. 

 ❝Mom-!❞ he would cry sometimes, when something startled him; when there was a loud noise or a sudden fall, when he felt scared or frightened. And that meant, I’m scared, protect me.

     ❝Mom,❞ he would whimper when he felt unwell, and it would be a plea. Mom, help me. Stay with me. Make it better. 

 ❝Mom!❞ he would squeal when he was excited, to share his joy; and ❝Mom...❞ he would yawn as he nodded off to sleep. Speaking her name for the sake of saying it. Those were the most precious of all.

                              Take pictures in your mind of your childhood room                         Memorize what it sounded like when your dad gets home                             Remember the footsteps, remember the words said                                     And all your little brother's favorite songs

                       I just realized everything I have is someday gonna be gone

It’s going to be different tomorrow. New. Luna settles into the rocking chair, staring out of the same window she had that very first night. Tomorrow, he starts school. He doesn’t have to, of course. The citadel is well-equipped, and he wouldn’t be the first Prince in history to have a private tutor instead of a public education. But she and Noctis decided long ago that Novus deserved a real childhood. One that he could look on fondly, without the pressures of the crown looming over him. 

 But Gods above, nobody ever told her it would be this hard to let him go. 

 Tomorrow morning, Mom will come to mean something else: goodbye. And Luna isn’t ready for it. It’s only a few hours every day, but it is his first step into the world. Will Novus cling to her, as he used to when he was smaller; or will he go readily? Will it be easy? Will he cry? Will she?

 Most likely, but not until she is alone. And just like she is now, she will cry with sorrow that her baby is no longer a baby - and she will cry with joy, for all he’s become. Tomorrow will be the dawn of new memories for them to treasure for the rest of their lives.

                             Oh, darlin', don't you ever grow up, just stay this little                           Oh, darlin', don't you ever grow up, it could stay this simple                         I won't let nobody hurt you, won't let no one break your heart                                                And even though you want to

                                                      Just never grow up