safrin
"Good evening, sugar. Thanks for coming." Safrin said with a saccharine smile, wisps of starlight still wafting off of her. Gazing down at Seren, the goddess smiled adoringly. Her fingers traced through the girl's dark hair, sending pulses of affection and strength. She'd not chide her openly, not tell her to stop being so shy as other mortal mothers might. No, Seren was a child of the stars and could damn well do as she pleased. At least so long as it didn't conflict with what Safrin wanted of course.
"Surely I need not explain the birds and the bees to you, Dark Star." The goddess said with a silvery laugh, extending her hand towards him that she might beckon him near. Seren was not, as one might naively expect, a version of Aoife. She had not the stars in her eyes, but in her very bones.
Raising her eyes to Ronin's, her dark stare communicative in its stillness, every movement of hers seemed to say think carefully Ronin. She is a child. Tilting her chin upwards, Safrin turned to look towards Seren, radiant in her childlike innocence and whimsy.
"This, my darling Ronin, is Seren. Your daughter. She's watched you since her conception from the sky, and has been waiting patiently to meet you."
"Surely I need not explain the birds and the bees to you, Dark Star." The goddess said with a silvery laugh, extending her hand towards him that she might beckon him near. Seren was not, as one might naively expect, a version of Aoife. She had not the stars in her eyes, but in her very bones.
Raising her eyes to Ronin's, her dark stare communicative in its stillness, every movement of hers seemed to say think carefully Ronin. She is a child. Tilting her chin upwards, Safrin turned to look towards Seren, radiant in her childlike innocence and whimsy.
"This, my darling Ronin, is Seren. Your daughter. She's watched you since her conception from the sky, and has been waiting patiently to meet you."
