A spoonful of sugar

She's imperfect, but she tries She is good, but she lies She is hard on herself She is broken and won't ask for help Oh, right. The coup. "I... may have said something about that," she admits with another grimace, rubbing her right palm awkwardly over her left hand. "About her failing to be a queen and then running away. But her story is... I don't know. It doesn't make any sense to me." She shrugs, not caring to dwell too long on her childhood's friend's perplexing choices. Jigano's excitement at the engagement causes Amalia's blush to deepen; she nods awkwardly before answering his question, a little bit taken aback. "Ah... he asked me. At the festival. Before..." Before it all went straight to hell. That their moment will forever be tarnished by the disaster that followed is something she will confront later, again and again and again. "He did give me a ring. And I gave one to him. Remi made it, from one of my scales." Another pang, another person potentially lost, another shadow to a moment that should have been so bright. a m a l i a She is messy, but she's kind She is lonely most of the time She is all of this mixed up and baked in a beautiful pie She is gone, but she used to be mine