#theo tries to protect his nieces by teaching them how to kill a man

[ladyofvoss]

WIP;;

“Here”, Theodard gripped her small wrist in his, bringing the dull edge of the butter knife to a point at his throat, near his pulse. “You cut here, alright?”

Narumi watched him, eyes wide and trembling. Narumi Voss, 18 summers, two years after she and her sisters had made their debut in Ul’dahn high society.

Her silence dragged on for too long, and he gave her wrist a firm shake. “Narumi”, came her name. But she gasped, startled, and tears began to streak down her cheeks. Theodard immediately softened, regret in his eyes.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry, dear”, he reached up to smooth her hair and squeeze her shoulder, “I’m not trying to frighten you, but it’s important to me that you know this. That you be able to protect yourself. Though I pray you never need to.”

“Here”, he repeated, tapping the dull knife against his skin, “and then you get away from whoever is attacking you, quick as you can. And you find W’fara, or me. Tell me you understand, little one.”

Swallowing thickly, she nodded. “I understand”.