flora
Flora’s smile curls wry and knowing at the mention of chickens, her aqua eyes brightening with the double meaning tucked inside. Mischief flickers through her gaze, but it softens when Hadama’s fingers brush a curl behind her ear. Very rarely did the Tidebreaker lean into overt affection, and the queen sighs quietly into the small gesture, her hand tightening around his in return.
When his palm cups her cheek she exhales again, but this time she tilts her head back and laughs, the sound bright and warm enough to ease some of the weight pressing on them both. Giving his hand one last squeeze, she releases it and shoots him a playful look, lips curling into that familiar mischievous grin. "Enough of the mushy stuff," she warns lightly, "or it really will feel like a goodbye."
Her mood shifts like sunlight slipping through clouds, and she rises in one smooth motion, sweeping her curls back over her shoulder. With a nod for him to follow she adds, grin widening, "C’mon. I’ll give you a tour of the Sugartide before you leave."
~FIN
When his palm cups her cheek she exhales again, but this time she tilts her head back and laughs, the sound bright and warm enough to ease some of the weight pressing on them both. Giving his hand one last squeeze, she releases it and shoots him a playful look, lips curling into that familiar mischievous grin. "Enough of the mushy stuff," she warns lightly, "or it really will feel like a goodbye."
Her mood shifts like sunlight slipping through clouds, and she rises in one smooth motion, sweeping her curls back over her shoulder. With a nod for him to follow she adds, grin widening, "C’mon. I’ll give you a tour of the Sugartide before you leave."
~FIN
How can a person know everything at 18 but nothing at 22?
Will you still want me when I'm nothing new?
Will you still want me when I'm nothing new?
