Amalia
For my part, I know nothing with any certainty
Much like the animal she's half-shifted to Amalia flinches at the sound of the voice, a ripple of discomfort shivering down her spine. It passes quickly enough but the instinct to flee remains, swallowed but never extinguished in these darker days.Turning to face the source of the voice, the Shield lets her face form into a pleasant enough smile. The man is tall and unfamiliar, and this foreignness has her heart rate rising again. There are so few she doesn't know; what if this is a trick, a trap? But Talys is at ease as she looks upon him, her steady soul calming Amalia significantly.
Inhaling deeply, the girl flushes with warmth that doesn't meet her eyes. "Ah, sorry. I'm fine." Pressing a lock of gold-and-lilac hair behind her ear uncomfortably, she meets his eyes before glancing away. "Are you... You're helping with the planting? Talys and I came to see if we could help. She knows a lot about the fields; she's ploughed them every year." Affectionately she lays a hand on the mare's neck, taking comfort before looking back to the man.
but the sight of the stars makes me dream
