Hold my Hand
"Is it gonna hurt?"
The Goblin King sighed heavily at the question. It was always harder when the wished away was old enough to understand what was happening. He stepped forward and dropped to one knee, bringing himself eye level with the too serious child standing in the middle of his throne room. Thick black curls framed dark, worried eyes that had shown only weary resignation when the mother had given up within the first hour.
He reached out and took the child's hand as the magic took hold and the change began.
"You won't feel a thing. I swear."
Word Count - 100
Prompt - #35 - Hold my Hand from the Jareth/David Bowie Fangirl Harem 100 themes challenge
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