[ There is something comforting in the notion that she and her sister will not be alone in their further trials. So little of the population is blessed with the Echo, making it difficult for anyone but them to fight the Primals. It tempts her mind to go down paths once again revolving around Thordan VII, but she forces the thought to end before it can continue further. This joyous moment does not need to be ruined by the fact that no matter the circumstances? She and her sister both have Aymeric's -- her betrothed's -- blood on their hands.
She spares a glance at the fire, then turns her eyes up to him. They narrow playfully, quite wondering if he had all of this planned. Regardless, she takes a seat on the floor of all places and waits to see if he might sit on the couch or beside her on the floor. ]
I think we should eat or drink if my lord is in need of it. [ There is a mischievous flick of her tail, but otherwise, she extends her hand forward. ] Here, let me show you something about the gift I made.
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She spares a glance at the fire, then turns her eyes up to him. They narrow playfully, quite wondering if he had all of this planned. Regardless, she takes a seat on the floor of all places and waits to see if he might sit on the couch or beside her on the floor. ]
I think we should eat or drink if my lord is in need of it. [ There is a mischievous flick of her tail, but otherwise, she extends her hand forward. ] Here, let me show you something about the gift I made.