flora
The allure of knowledge was not wad had brought the Doubletake into the Archives that afternoon, but instead she'd hoped to find some of the newer maps that she knew Sohalia had been working on as a cartographer before she'd become queen.
The sounds of a baby cooing didn't really draw the Doubletake's attention, though the way several young women (and a good number of men as well), glanced up with their eyebrows raised and with whispered words shared excitedly between them. The Resurrected Sword, in the Archives? With a baby no less?
Snickering under her breath, the queen, much to the dismay of many who were working up the nerve to go and speak to the Warden, strolled comfortably over and waggled her fingers in Deimos' direction so as not to wake his baby. "Are you trying to put him to sleep, or yourself?" She wonders, nodding at the rather stuffy-looking section of books she found herself in.
The sounds of a baby cooing didn't really draw the Doubletake's attention, though the way several young women (and a good number of men as well), glanced up with their eyebrows raised and with whispered words shared excitedly between them. The Resurrected Sword, in the Archives? With a baby no less?
Snickering under her breath, the queen, much to the dismay of many who were working up the nerve to go and speak to the Warden, strolled comfortably over and waggled her fingers in Deimos' direction so as not to wake his baby. "Are you trying to put him to sleep, or yourself?" She wonders, nodding at the rather stuffy-looking section of books she found herself in.
My house of stone, your ivy grows
And now I'm covered in you
And now I'm covered in you
