Eidolic
As it turns out, Alfred and Matthew get along splendidly; despite the age gap, Matthew having been sixteen when he died, Matthew retains more of his innocence than many, child or otherwise.
They promise to visit every week, and Arthur's heart warms at the simple joy he can see watching his tiny charge share his treasures with the older boy.
Francis smooths back his rumpled hair and says softly, more a statement than a question, "He means the world to you, non?"
Arthur's glare is answer enough, and the Frenchman just smiles, something sad in his eyes. "That's good, then."
Posted: June 25, 2016
Word Count: 100