RAPHAEL was staring at the newborn girl in front of him, he was in trouble. If he doesn't kill the kid, they might come after him, but she was so small and innocent...

Taking a deep breath, Raphael put the child his carriage as descretly as he could, he wasn't going to kill this girl... Looking around to make sure no one saw him, Raphael closed the carriage.

As he was preparing to go home, he didn't noticed the man smirking to him from afar. The man wasn't wearing a shirt, just a long coat and some white pants. Raphael decided he had to leave as soon as possibile, this place got him in too much trouble.

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On his way home, Raphael was consumed by worries, what will his wife say? is anyone going to come after him for not killing the girl? All this thoughts were driving him mad...

He arrived in Dewdenn at nightfall. Opening his carriage, he took out the girl, she was pale, probably because of the cold or lack of food...

He took a deep breath, the cold air filling his lungs, and entered his cottage. Raphael spotted his wife, Celest, sitting at the wooden table in front of a candel. She stood up, to greet him.

"Raphael, thank The Gods you are-" she didn't finish her sentance, her eyes widening at the sight of the child in her husband's arms. "Who is that?!"

He looked at his wife with guilt, then he started to talk
"I lost the money in a tavern, but I was offered a deal, I-I had to kill this child," his voice was low and quite, "I couldn't bring myself to do it..." Raphael had already sinned before his family, maybe saving this child would bring him redemption.

"Who offered you this deal?" Celest asked.

Then Raphael told her everything about who paid him. Celest was shocked and scared, how could her husband be so irresponsabile? would they get in trouble because of this girl? what would the other in the village say?

Her thoughts were intrerupted by the sleepy voice of her seven years old son, Tristan.

"Daddy's back!" he yelled happily and ran to his father, but stopped as he noticed the baby.

"Who is that, daddy?" Celest stood silent, she wasn't going to throw out the kid, but neither will she love her. Raphael on the other hand said :

"She is your sister from now on."

Tristan looked at the little girl and asked his father:
"What's her name?"

Raphael tought for a few moments before saying:
"Guinevere."

"Why after your sister?" asked Celest.

Raphael always regreted not being closer to his sister, at seventeen he ran away from home, she was only twelve back then. Raphael didn't want the life his parents made for him, he wanted to marry for love. The tailor was wondering what happened to his family after he left. Raphael never dared to get close to his home land, he might get caught.

" Can I play with her?" asked little Tristan.

"Go to sleep, son, you'll see her tomorow." said Celest

"But mom!"

"Go!"

Tristan put his head down and returned to his tiny room.

Guinevere was now part of their family and Raphael got himself in trouble with important men once again.

A/N: I know this is kinda boring, but It's part of Guinevere's backstory so I had to add it. Hope this wasn't cringe or anything like that :))))))
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