Amalia
the shield of safrin
"She... was not herself. But the rose helped. For a minute, anyway." Sighing heavily, the girl rests her elbows on the table, head in her palms as she stares at the plate. She hasn't had much of an appetite lately, and today is no exception. "So was I," she admits softly, not wanting to confess that she has been doubtful, an unhappy twist to her lips. "Vi will cure her, though. And the others as well. I have faith." Faith, for it is all she has, the only thing that carries her forward.
"How is Aoife?" Amalia asks, glancing around for sign of the girl. "I haven't seen her since the Festival of Lights." It is remarkable how quickly the girl has grown, thriving where the rest of them seem so prone to wither. It gives her hope for the future, and Amalia reaches across the table to try and gently squeeze Remi's hand. "She's lucky to have such a wonderful father," the girl says softly, lips curling in a wry smile. "Two more than I had, even."
Phoebe imprisoned and Jigano worse. That isn't particularly cheery news, and Amalia withdraws her hand, sighing again. "Deimos said Kiada was worse. I've only seen the ones at the Spire, and Safrin, and... and Ronin. He stole my shield, you know." Maybe Remi has some idea of where it might be stashed away, or if the king is still wielding it, a caricature of all it was meant to represent.
"How is Aoife?" Amalia asks, glancing around for sign of the girl. "I haven't seen her since the Festival of Lights." It is remarkable how quickly the girl has grown, thriving where the rest of them seem so prone to wither. It gives her hope for the future, and Amalia reaches across the table to try and gently squeeze Remi's hand. "She's lucky to have such a wonderful father," the girl says softly, lips curling in a wry smile. "Two more than I had, even."
Phoebe imprisoned and Jigano worse. That isn't particularly cheery news, and Amalia withdraws her hand, sighing again. "Deimos said Kiada was worse. I've only seen the ones at the Spire, and Safrin, and... and Ronin. He stole my shield, you know." Maybe Remi has some idea of where it might be stashed away, or if the king is still wielding it, a caricature of all it was meant to represent.
you are slowly growing
but you are still growing
and that is enough
