#8
Innocence
(Takes place YEARS before Twilight of the Spirits)
"Oh, Kharg! Don't stand the crates! You'll fall!" Nafia said in a panicked tone to a five year old Kharg.
"Ha ha, oh Lady Nafia, let him be," Lloyd assured her. "Look at him. Ever since Banjo sculpted him that wooden sword, Master Kharg's been having the time of his life."
Kharg laughed as he begun to swing the sword in the air, pretending he was a hero saving a princess. While he would have made Paulette be the princess, the young girl was busy with her mother back home. Meanwhile, Lloyd and Nafia were watching after the child so he didn't run off to the ruins.
"I tell you, Lady Nafia, it won't be long before Kharg wants to learn how to use a real sword. Not too long ago he was asking me to a sword fight."
"You don't think… Kharg's growing up so fast?" She asked the man.
"Not so much that. I'd say… enjoying his childhood…"
Nafia continued to watch Kharg play. Seeing her son happy, well… Lloyd had a point. Kharg WAS enjoying his childhood. After all, once he grew up, those memories would be gone forever.
It only made her think… Kharg wouldn't stay innocent forever. It wouldn't be long before he knew more about the Deimos… before he started questioning where his father was. Not realizing that him and her other son are somewhere else.
He may have been a child now, but she only hoped Kharg was innocent enough to not know the truth.