Deeds will not be less valiant
because they are unpraised.
because they are unpraised.
Zavien looked to Alys as she spoke of Sascha. It surprised him, but she sounded like she'd made strides of her own towards healing, giving him some sense of peace as he smiled. "Maybe it's a companion thing," he mused aloud. Boreal and Pip both showed that they liked treats, even Zuriel eagerly accepted food from Deimos. The theory had yet to be disproved.
Stepping into the shop, a bell above the door chimed their arrival and a charming young woman greeted them. A new batch of bread had just finished, and she sliced a loaf to give them, heat rising into the cozy air along with the mouth-watering smell. She also recommended a mixed berry jam to go with the bread, packaging it nicely as he paid.
With polite smile and wave of goodbye, Zavien carried the goods back out into the street. Once he'd found an appropriate seating arrangement, he put together two slices of bread, using a dagger to spread the jam over them. He then offered forward the first slice of bread, layered with a sweet purple berry mixture. "For you." His smile was warm, a little less darkness ringing his eyes in light of the comforting conversation and good food.
Stepping into the shop, a bell above the door chimed their arrival and a charming young woman greeted them. A new batch of bread had just finished, and she sliced a loaf to give them, heat rising into the cozy air along with the mouth-watering smell. She also recommended a mixed berry jam to go with the bread, packaging it nicely as he paid.
With polite smile and wave of goodbye, Zavien carried the goods back out into the street. Once he'd found an appropriate seating arrangement, he put together two slices of bread, using a dagger to spread the jam over them. He then offered forward the first slice of bread, layered with a sweet purple berry mixture. "For you." His smile was warm, a little less darkness ringing his eyes in light of the comforting conversation and good food.
Zavien
