Private Finished Chasing Rainbows

It was after eleven thirty and Celeste noticed that Ebvion had not come back down from their room yet. They had come down earlier for some breakfast with their brothers and then run back up to their room to play. Normally, Celeste would not be too extremely worried, but this had been going on almost every day for a week, and she was beginning to worry that something was wrong.

Opening the kitchen cupboard, Celeste got out a plate and Ebviony's favorite cup. Then she filled the cup up with some warm nectar and put a few pixie sticks, marshmallows and cotton candy balls on the plate. She then quietly climbed the stairs to their room and knocked on the door first before entering, "Ebviony? Can I come in? I brought you a snack," Celeste said as she stuck her head around the door.

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Celeste smiled and then opened the door wide enough to be able to step into the room. "Of course, they are for you," she said as she placed the sweets and the nectar on a low table in the room. A table that had been specifically made for Ebvion to play or eat at.

"What are you playing?" Celeste asked kindly as she watched Ebviony help themselves to the food she had brought.

Celeste looked over to where the dolls were and then stepped a little bit closer, just to inspect them better but didn't touch them. She did not want to move Ebviony's doll set up and ruin anything they had planned.

"Do you want to be the monarch?" Celeste asked them gently, noting the words and the way they were spoken, wondering now if that was part of what was bothering them. Celeste had never really spoken to Ebviony about certain things, not wanting to upset them, and had decided to approach things and deal with them as they presented themselves. She had a feeling that now might be one of those times.

"Do you miss your mommy, Ebvion?" she asked them kindly as she sat herself on the edge of Ebviony's bed, careful not to muss anything up. It didn't bother Celeste too much if they did, she knew that was quite normal and to be expected. What worried her was that Ebvion felt bad about it somehow.

Nodding as she listened, Celeste watched quietly and with concern as Ebviony pushed her food around her plate. She then knew something was up. Ebvion was usually more enthusiastic about their food, especially food they liked and enjoyed.

"Come, Ebviony, take a seat here," Celeste said as she lightly patted the bed. "Tell me about your mom? What was she like?" she asked with genuine interest, wanting to understand her adopted child better. Having a suspicion that a deep feeling of melancholy and longing might be affecting her normally happy and imaginative child.

Watching Ebviony as she fidgeted quietly on the bed. Sensing that she was trying to keep her nervous energy in, Celeste had an idea. "Your mother sounds like an amazing person, Ebvion," she told them with an understanding smile, "and it's perfectly normal to miss her and want her to be here to give you hugs and play with you whenever you want." Celeste told her kindly as she got up off the bed, kissing the top of her head as she did so.

"Let's go outside, go for a walk in the forest behind the house," she said to Ebviony, "we can pick some wildflowers growing there in the forest, and maybe make a wreath for Samhain? she suggested to her daughter.