here in my kingdom i am your lord ❄ kitnapped ❄ i order you to cower and præy

[jacob w.c.]

WHAT A PRIVILEGE IT IS TO LOVE — Jacob had managed to sleep for a few hours last night but he'd woken up for good in the early hours of the morning. He'd just left to go on his walk and was coming back home from getting some breakfast for his son. He'd found some chocolate some time ago and he was going to surprise the little boy with it. He wouldn't let him have too much, of course, but he thought he'd like to try some. He had just been debating whether to give it to him now or save it for dinner later on that day. Then he heard Melantha's voice. His gaze met the Snowseeker's and his expression fell and he began to run to his room. His bad leg gave out, dragging slightly behind him but he soon pulled himself in the room. "Harry? Harry, where are ya'? I got some chocolate. Jus' come out!" he called, turning over everything he could in the room. Tears already began to gather in his eyes as he caught he scent of an unfamiliar presence. He knew what happened but he couldn't come to terms with it. He kept turning over everything he could. "Cucciolo? Come out, please, this ain't a game!" he called again, his tone growing more desperate. How could this have happened? He'd only left for a moment and it was the same schedule he had every day. How did anyone even get this far in the tunnels? He made sure to have one far in the back, wanting to be sure that someone would be able to catch Harrison if he tried to escape without anyone with him.

He didn't see or smell any blood but he knew Harrison wasn't here. Terror was the only emotion that ran through his mind and body as he followed the scent trail, moving as fast as he could. His leg continued to drag behind him and his entire body was shaking now. "Cucciolo! Harrison! he screamed his son's name now as he met the bitter cold. He'd already walked around too much today but he refused to sit and do nothing when his son was nowhere to be found. He had no idea how he could've gotten this far out without anyone seeing him. He should've been with him, he should've never left his side. He knew that his clanmates would protect him, they always did when he had to go away for his various duties, so how could he, or a stranger, have gotten past all of them without anyone seeing anything? "Harry! Harry, it ain't safe ta' be out 'ere alone!" he yelled again, dragging himself farther and farther from the tunnels. He knew he should've collapsed long before now, especially since he'd only just come back from his morning walk, but it seemed adrenaline was fueling him and he wasn't going to question it. He didn't care what happened to him, he just needed to find Harrison. He couldn't lose another one. —A GREAT HONOR TO HOLD YOU UP

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