Just smile and be happy.
As Lena tucked the flower into her hair, a burst of new flutterings began in his chest. He distracted himself with the acceptance of his arm, remembering fondly the first time they'd strolled through Stormbreak together. Sensing the change in Zavien's emotions, Sol chose to leave his companion's shoulder, attempting to find company with Mittens.
Maybe it was the distractingly beautiful woman beside him, or his innate lack of directional ability, but there was definitely a growing fear that he'd gotten them lost. His free hand ran through his hair, nerves and embarrassment threatening to curdle into mortification. "Well..." He was about to agree with asking someone nearby when he heard a clinking of glasses. Ears perked, Zavien pulled his eyes from Lena to search for the source. Although he couldn't see the restaurant, he spotted a couple disappearing around a corner, giggling amongst themselves. Smiling, he followed excitedly. "I think we might be in luck."
It was magnificent. The vendor hadn't been lying when they said this was the most unique spot in the Hollowed Grounds. He would even argue that it was one of the most unique places in all of Caido. Grinning at Lena, he led her forward.
The crumbling building before them looked like it should have been torn down decades ago. The stones looked porous and frail while the wood couldn't be much more stable than the peace of Caido. A\Yet, none of that seemed to bother the patrons inside, washed in the warm glow of hundreds of small candles, their wax melding them to the stones as if they were part of the original structure. Somehow, that wasn't the most breathtaking part. It was the plants. Ivy crawled up the sides, both solidifying the walls and pushing between the vulnerable cracks, consuming what looked to be an old sign containing the name. A large tree sat in the center of the room, pushing out into the darkening sky, unencumbered by any roof or ceiling. Flowers bloomed from every corner, their glowing petals further illuminating the small gathering of dining tables. It was ethereal, causing Zavien to slow, taking in the sight with awe.
When they finally reached the front, the hostess was ready to meet them with an amused smile. "First time?" Laughing lightly, the Dragoon patted Lena's hand. "Are we that obvious?" She winked and shook her head. "Not at all. You're going to love it. Follow me." Without hesitation, Zavien let her guide them through the incomplete arch that must have once been a doorway. People spoke in hushed tones at their tables, barely glancing as they passed, too enamored in the sights and their own conversations. It gave the atmosphere an even more whimsical tone, like faeries whispering in the plants.
The hostess indicated to a small table settled near the base of the tree and he took the moment to pull out one of the chairs, gesturing for Lena to sit. "My Lady." His smile was bright in the lighting, excitement and joy evident on his face.
Maybe it was the distractingly beautiful woman beside him, or his innate lack of directional ability, but there was definitely a growing fear that he'd gotten them lost. His free hand ran through his hair, nerves and embarrassment threatening to curdle into mortification. "Well..." He was about to agree with asking someone nearby when he heard a clinking of glasses. Ears perked, Zavien pulled his eyes from Lena to search for the source. Although he couldn't see the restaurant, he spotted a couple disappearing around a corner, giggling amongst themselves. Smiling, he followed excitedly. "I think we might be in luck."
It was magnificent. The vendor hadn't been lying when they said this was the most unique spot in the Hollowed Grounds. He would even argue that it was one of the most unique places in all of Caido. Grinning at Lena, he led her forward.
The crumbling building before them looked like it should have been torn down decades ago. The stones looked porous and frail while the wood couldn't be much more stable than the peace of Caido. A\Yet, none of that seemed to bother the patrons inside, washed in the warm glow of hundreds of small candles, their wax melding them to the stones as if they were part of the original structure. Somehow, that wasn't the most breathtaking part. It was the plants. Ivy crawled up the sides, both solidifying the walls and pushing between the vulnerable cracks, consuming what looked to be an old sign containing the name. A large tree sat in the center of the room, pushing out into the darkening sky, unencumbered by any roof or ceiling. Flowers bloomed from every corner, their glowing petals further illuminating the small gathering of dining tables. It was ethereal, causing Zavien to slow, taking in the sight with awe.
When they finally reached the front, the hostess was ready to meet them with an amused smile. "First time?" Laughing lightly, the Dragoon patted Lena's hand. "Are we that obvious?" She winked and shook her head. "Not at all. You're going to love it. Follow me." Without hesitation, Zavien let her guide them through the incomplete arch that must have once been a doorway. People spoke in hushed tones at their tables, barely glancing as they passed, too enamored in the sights and their own conversations. It gave the atmosphere an even more whimsical tone, like faeries whispering in the plants.
The hostess indicated to a small table settled near the base of the tree and he took the moment to pull out one of the chairs, gesturing for Lena to sit. "My Lady." His smile was bright in the lighting, excitement and joy evident on his face.
Zavien
