my love affair with water runs deep into my soul,
the serenity as intense as the tides ebb and flow
As Amalia approached, Amun's smile managed to grow less forced and more genuine. It still wasn't quite as bright as it had been once upon a time. As she trailed off, he waved away her apology (well, sort of apology).
"Water far under the bridge. And none of that bashfulness now. You do know what's supposed to happen on the wedding night, right?" Chuckling, he winked playfully at her.
Then his expression grew more serious. Unwrapping his present, it revealed a wooden box. However, the real gift was inside. "I made these for you. Both of you." If she opened the box, she'd find sets of plates, bowls, and cups. On each of them was a sword hidden behind a shield, with stars adoring the rest of the space, painted in vibrant colors. "Congratulations, kitty."
"Water far under the bridge. And none of that bashfulness now. You do know what's supposed to happen on the wedding night, right?" Chuckling, he winked playfully at her.
Then his expression grew more serious. Unwrapping his present, it revealed a wooden box. However, the real gift was inside. "I made these for you. Both of you." If she opened the box, she'd find sets of plates, bowls, and cups. On each of them was a sword hidden behind a shield, with stars adoring the rest of the space, painted in vibrant colors. "Congratulations, kitty."
nothing is softer or more flexible than water,
yet nothing can resist it
AMUN
