She didn't react to him and he felt a tingle in his stomach as he saw someone run through him to get to Ceres. His dark skinned arms wrapped around Ceres and a flash of multi coloured light filled the area.
Their magic stopped, the flower disappearing in a puff of smoke.
"Are you alright, sweetie?" The man asked.
"True Daddy?" She looked up at him as tears started to form, "I... I..."
"It's ok, dry those eyes." He said softly setting her down. He turned, "Boy." A sort of hate filled his eyes as he advanced.
"No Daddy. It was an accident!"
"No... this was no accident. I can see that clearly now." The boy crawled backward, scared.
"Please sir, I-" The boy began to beg.
The man with hair of many shades raised his arm in a means to slap the boy but Ceres wrapped her arms around him.
"Ceres mov-"
"No! He's my special."
The man's face turned pale, whatever he had realized it was more than clear at that moment.
"Are you two alright?"
Ceres turned, "Mommy, please!"
The woman approached along with a teenaged girl with long red braided hair. The woman looking very famailar indeed to Loki.
"Vesta, take your sister home." The woman ordered seeing the look in her husband's eyes. "Klarion...go home."
The man who appeared to be True father seemed to be really to burst at the seems with rage but the look Ceres was giving him, his hand gripped into a fist.
Ceres argued with Vesta as she was scooped up and carried away, the little boy once no longer holding onto Ceres made a break for it.
The image began to fade as Ceres started to cry into Vesta's shoulder as harsh voices from the garden began to yell at one another.
Loki only managed to hear a few sentences as that's what Ceres heard as Vesta carried her as quickly as she could away. The scenery around Loki following Ceres as this was her memory.
"HOW COULD YOU DO THIS!?"
"...You're so obsessed with your mortals you can't even have time for what's really important!"
The image faded more and more and Loki could feel like someone was pulling on his pant leg.