"I didn't know it was Fathers' Day until Lily told me," Lathna admits. Well, more accurately, she hadn't known there *was* such a thing until Lily told her. But better late than never, right? She holds out a bouquet of purple flowers - hydrangeas, maybe? - and presents them to Heinwald. "...Thank you for being my dad."
Ah, so that’s what all these gifts were about.
Heinwald forgot about such a holiday, so far removed from his father the only thing they shared at this point was a name. It was strange, thinking about family again. He never met his mother, though Rosalin said that she was lovely enough. Rosa…if his mother was anything like her, he was sure he would have loved her very much.
The best and worst thing his father ever did for him was die.
But they weren’t chosen, instead thrust upon him by the hands of fate. Or, rather, he was thrust upon them, being the last card on the castle before it all started to crumble, leaving him with scattered suits to reassemble as best he could.
Considering Curran, Lily, and little Lathna with her fist full of flowers, he did alright with the hand he dealt himself.
“If it makes you feel any better,” he chuckled softly, “I didn’t know it was Fathers’ day until just now.”
He took the flowers with a smile, bringing them up to inhale their aroma. While their roots held medicinal properties, the flowers themselves would serve as little more than decoration. Still beautiful, though, and deeply appreciated.
What struck him deeper, catching the breath in his lungs, was her thanks.
Thank you for being my dad.
They’d both picked him. Nothing forced them together, no blood to strangle their will into submission. Even if they had, he could have been easily denounced, just as he had with his own father. Lily picked him. Lathna picked him, despite all her apprehensions and suspicions.
His teeth sunk into the inside of his bottom lip for a moment, willing his composure to return.
“It’s been an honor and a privilege, Lathna,” Heinwald said after a moment, adjusting his coat so he could kneel down and pull her into a proper hug. “Thank you for being my daughter.”