*เฉโงโห ๐จ ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฝ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฎ,
๐ฉ๐น๐ฌ๐จ๐ป๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฎ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐บ๐ป๐ถ๐น๐ ;
๐ฉ๐ณ๐ถ๐บ๐บ๐ถ๐ด๐ฌ๐ซ ๐ญ๐น๐ถ๐ด
๐ฉ๐ณ๐ถ๐ถ๐ซ๐บ๐ฏ๐ฌ๐ซ
Well, she canโt say she isnโt surprised by any of this . . .
โI know how important that tradition is to you.โ she noted softly, reaching out to grab one of her hands. โYou have every right to be upset, darling, and I understand why you are. But, if thatโs what your daughter โ
A little furrow of her brows speaks first, alongside a curious expression. Her girlfriend was obviously not pleased about something.
โWhat is it? Are you alright?โ
โ@exmiraculo! Youโre not going to /believe/ what I just overheard.โ
โYou know what,โ the blonde began softly, head teetering in thought, โthat doesnโt sound like a bad idea, actually.โ
Estelle didnโt have much in the way of material possessions, being a woman who traveled far too often to settle down. The suggestion from the other was a good โ
โ one, though - one she may genuinely consider.
And, well, she found herself considering it more upon walking into Peliaโs . . . trinket room?
The items were all beautiful and, for a moment, all she could do was look around in awe until her attention was captured by the โ
Good thing sheโs always had a soft spot for those sort of things!
โI donโt doubt that.โ she laughed quietly, following the womanโs lead. โHonestly, if I managed to stay in one spot long enough, Iโm sure I would have started a collection of my own.โ
Perhaps it was merely due to the fact that Estelle had hardly encountered any sort of attention outside of her work in at least a century, making it a rather easy feat, but it seemed as though Lwaxana was determined to keep her flustered. Of course she had gathered the โ
โ finally getting the thought out. โItโs much easier when my muse is so . . .โ she continued, gaze faltering absentmindedly to take her in before returning to her eyes, โcaptivating. You are truly beautiful, Lwaxana.โ
Deciding to be a bit bold, albeit not without that hint of โ




