Flora's arrival was difficult to miss. The bikini alone was a vibrant splash of color in the steamy cavern, but her bright, musical voice was what drew Hadama's attention. He raised a languid hand in greeting, though he didn't otherwise move from his relaxed position. "Flora," he rumbled, gesturing to the basket. "Welcome. I have brought spa treatments for our tastebuds, today."
The King was outwardly relaxed, but there was a weariness in his own eyes, and a weight that pressed down upon his shoulders. It had begun with Seren's funeral and had not lightened since. Still, he bore up under it with quiet resolution as he found the ghost of a tired smile for the woman who had joined him at the edge of the water. No matter what else she had been through, he was still glad to see her returned home in outwardly good health. "What did you choose for our drinks?" Difficult, for either of them to properly pair their offerings when they hadn't communicated on the details, but he was not feeling particularly picky about the aperitif.
The King was outwardly relaxed, but there was a weariness in his own eyes, and a weight that pressed down upon his shoulders. It had begun with Seren's funeral and had not lightened since. Still, he bore up under it with quiet resolution as he found the ghost of a tired smile for the woman who had joined him at the edge of the water. No matter what else she had been through, he was still glad to see her returned home in outwardly good health. "What did you choose for our drinks?" Difficult, for either of them to properly pair their offerings when they hadn't communicated on the details, but he was not feeling particularly picky about the aperitif.
