Evie
let us live like flowers, darling
Evie is admittedly relieved that her cake is well-received. It has been years since she has last laid her hands upon this table for the purpose of creation, having been content to assist with gathering supplies for Amalia or sitting down to savor whatever she has pulled from storage for Evie. Though it's a reminder of one of the reasons why Amalia finds this so rewarding; seeing others enjoy her food, knowing they will leave the bakery with full bellies and happy tastebuds because of her efforts.
It makes it all the easier to laugh brightly at Amalia's declaration, more than happy to agree to such a request. Evie has been known for her sweet tooth anyway, and surely there will be a large amount of guests at the reception - Amalia and Deimos are quite well-connected after all - so why hold back? Instead of intruding upon the moment as Amalia's joyful tears become apparent, Evie instead gives her a deeply loving gaze, and knows in her heart that her sister has found the happiness she so deserves.
It makes it all the easier to laugh brightly at Amalia's declaration, more than happy to agree to such a request. Evie has been known for her sweet tooth anyway, and surely there will be a large amount of guests at the reception - Amalia and Deimos are quite well-connected after all - so why hold back? Instead of intruding upon the moment as Amalia's joyful tears become apparent, Evie instead gives her a deeply loving gaze, and knows in her heart that her sister has found the happiness she so deserves.
wild and beautiful and drenched in sun
