Shine a light through an open door

Safrin Glancing overhead at the stars and observing the way their light appeared a frosty blue from such a distance, Safrin sighs. Longing for the chromatic depths of Vi's embrace and the slumber she might find among the stars, instead she is here where she is needed. "Be my light where I cannot shine." Safrin replies, meeting her King's gaze. and offering him an even smile. "For all the weariness Torchine might bring you now, you cannot run from that which weighs on you. Not with who you are to our people and what your presence means. I need time to heal and alas my wounds are not so straightforwardly healed as your co-rulers were."