And when that time comes, Mother, you will miss this. ( Jace says it with more lightness than the conversation calls for, when they know that this is not what either of them mean. But it is also the truth. When he and Baela wed, she will be his priority first. She will be the family he prioritizes, his children too before the needs of his mother. Then it will be duty to the crown, yes, but duty to the family that will inherit it as well. Perhaps he will seat a son on the throne after himself, perhaps a daughter. Either way, it will be his heir and Baela who come first.
The affection is not lost on him. He smiles, softly where she cannot see. As he grew, he'd felt that such a thing was not suitable for a young man trying to prove he would not always hide behind the skirts of his mother. But her affection is always something Jace treasures, for he is aware that amongst dragons it is not so common a thing. So when she entreats, he clicks his tongue as if put out but moves to tuck himself into his mother's side like he is a boy. An arm slips around her back and draws her close, for even leaning in he is a bit too large to hide against her side.
Silence passes for a moment, before he speaks, ) I miss home.
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The affection is not lost on him. He smiles, softly where she cannot see. As he grew, he'd felt that such a thing was not suitable for a young man trying to prove he would not always hide behind the skirts of his mother. But her affection is always something Jace treasures, for he is aware that amongst dragons it is not so common a thing. So when she entreats, he clicks his tongue as if put out but moves to tuck himself into his mother's side like he is a boy. An arm slips around her back and draws her close, for even leaning in he is a bit too large to hide against her side.
Silence passes for a moment, before he speaks, ) I miss home.