birthday wishes

AmaLiA

the shield of safrin

"I'll go back to the Spire with you of you go Underground with me." It feels so strange, to be speaking so easily with someone whose hatred she feared minutes before. Ronin has always managed to do as much, though; somehow despite their many differences, Amalia has never felt a need to hide from him, nor that he was hiding from her.

Releasing Aoife to toddle to her father, the baker nods in response to the suggestion of cake. "Shall we share it, or keep it all to ourselves?" There is mischief in her onyx eyes as she rises up to retrieve the baked good.

The cake is decorated in deep blue and silver stars, as near a representation of the place in the sky where Vanya rests as the girl could manage. She'd had Remi sketch it out for her, and though her own decorative talents leave much to be desired the effect is pleasant enough.

you're breaking your own heart

RONIN if there's one thing i'm good at, it's surviving “Deal.” Ronin nodded to Amalia. He didn’t know why he was agreeing to it or what exactly they were going to do, but he wouldn’t deny the baker a favour if she was going to join him in what was arguably the most dangerous place in the Hollowed Grounds, the Underground included. For now, at least, there was cake and celebration to be had, Ronin grinning to his daughter and scooping her up into his lap that they might admire Amalia’s decorations. Of course Ronin recognised it instantly, the hunter’s gaze softening as he leant in to kiss Aoife’s curls. “You did a great job,” He said softly, smiling to the baker. “We’ll save some for Remi, but otherwise we’ll enjoy the rest to ourselves.” His grin was mischievous, and Aoife cackled her approval. A fine plan, indeed. ~FIN