Title: Winsol Stories
Prompt: Christmas Specials (16/25)
Character(s): Daemon Sadi
Word Count: 161
Every year, he dreaded the time after dinner when the family would gather in the sitting room with the Winsol tree and read Winsol stories. Stories that glorified Witch. It wasn't because he didn't like his family, on most days, or because he disliked the stories. He loved the stories.
No, he dreaded this time for a simple reason: Scelties.
Fifteen furry bodies scrambled across the Hall's floors, nails scraping shallow rivets in the floor.
Daemon lowered himself to the floor in front of the couch, moving carefully, while Jaenelle dropped onto the couch and sprawled.
Fifteen furry bodies piled around him, tucking themselves against his side, their wagging tails smacking against him and the couch. His brother had a hand over his mouth, trying not to laugh. Daemon reminded himself that Lucivar was his brother, and he loved his brother. It didn't mitigate the fact that, just once, he'd like Lucivar to have to read the Scelties the Winsol stories.