if through some miracle, you are granted the chance to see him again
whether in this life or the next
They settle, and Kiada finds herself facing Amalia as the compliment is met, a wider, bright smile crossing her face and replacing the one aimed for Deimos in quiet retaliation. “Thanks Ama.” She murmurs quietly, a softer tone to her voice before they’re sitting and she’s settling a bit more comfortably, dishing out the sides while Deimos breaks into carving the turkey.
Her gaze flickers toward Chulane as he dives right in, dark brows raising in surprise. Of course she doesn’t miss Deimos’ amusement with it, her cheeks flaring a bit red as she considers it, giving Chulane time to answer. And then Amalia’s question has her reaching for her wine, trying to drown out the awkwardness before she offers her own commentary in the midst.
“I’ll be staying here when he goes back.” Because they’d slightly talked about it, a small comment before he’d found his second shift. A comment of how things would change, if this could work, how Kiada doesn’t see how it wouldn’t.
Her gaze flickers toward Chulane as he dives right in, dark brows raising in surprise. Of course she doesn’t miss Deimos’ amusement with it, her cheeks flaring a bit red as she considers it, giving Chulane time to answer. And then Amalia’s question has her reaching for her wine, trying to drown out the awkwardness before she offers her own commentary in the midst.
“I’ll be staying here when he goes back.” Because they’d slightly talked about it, a small comment before he’d found his second shift. A comment of how things would change, if this could work, how Kiada doesn’t see how it wouldn’t.
you are, and always shall be, his
KIADA
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
