bloodypath: (Let's pretend I thanked you.)
Hubert von Vestra ([personal profile] bloodypath) wrote in [personal profile] trulygifted 2020-12-25 05:10 am (UTC)

Modranicht

[Evening snow was light enough to be negligible, especially with the foot traffic through the stalls. Some merchants and crafters burned low lamps by their wares to take the edge of the cold off while others relied on enchantment; the particularly frugal ones just huddled in thick clothing expecting their customers to do the same.]

[The festivity was a bit much; Hubert looked out of place in any festivity at the best of times, and particularly these last few weeks have seen his polite smiles turned sullen during the high points and sour during the lowest. Endless cheer and encouragement to spend all time and meals with family and loved ones in the wake of Edelgard's departure was only salt into the magically-worsened wound.]

[That Nico's unrelenting... everything, left little room for wallowing was as exhausting as much it was a boon.]


I hardly see why it is necessary, [Hubert complained as Nico tugged him along by the wrist to whatever stall she'd been chattering about. Cute accessories?] They're animals. They don't care about aesthetic.

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