Night of the wedding

Freya stared at the woman hugging her son from a distance. This wasn't what she had expected when she thought of his mother. She even reeked of alcohol. How could she be his mother? Elric was too responsible, where as... Or was it too early to judge?

The woman seemed to be falling on him, so he had to hold her to keep her steady. She stared at him with a wide grin.

"It's been so long Elric, you have refused to come see your mother."

"I have been very busy here mah." He answered, sounding somehow awkward. "We should go inside. And why didn't you inform me that are coming with aunty and whoever that is?" He asked, referring to the man. "And you made me wait for days. I was worried."

"You don't always have to worry about me. See? I am fine." She swayed heavily, and he caught her before she would fall.

"I don't think you can walk." He sounded a little annoyed now. He then picked her up, and carried her in his arms. His gaze then searched for Freya before giving her an apologetic look.

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