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"Big Sis, these clothes are yours, right? I found them while sorting things out in the room..."
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The folded ceremonial clothes in Barbara hands had the Knights' crest on it, which shone with a golden light as it caught the sun's rays.
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It looked familiar, true, but Jean was very sure that she had never owned such a set of clothes before.
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Come to think of it, the uniform she usually wore was hand-sewn by her mother.
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"Wait... could that be yours, Mother?"
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Frederica smiled as her daughter asked this question — a rare sight to see on her face.
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"Ah, it's been so long. So, Seamus still kept it, huh?"
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"These were the clothes I wore when they granted me the title of 'Alder Knight.' You can take them, if you don't mind."
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The seedlings of yesteryear have grown strong, and with their shade they shelter the land they know so well.
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The glories of the past have been passed on, and they shine ever brighter for it.
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They saluted each other first as knights would — then immediately embraced as only family long-overdue for a reunion might. |