#apprentice salia

Hometown

So I guess I had no pen pressure for all of them but the last one?? Anyway I did the first little batch here:) 

Left: Jaska and Fahie @bardengarde 

Top Middle: Amora @brainfartistart

Top Right: Salia @superlemonsweet

Bottom Middle: Autum @autum-the-apprentice

Bottom Right: Xori @vesuvian-sunsets

kinktober 2020 @arcanakt

day 9 - patron arcanas | feet

ky/salia (@superlemonsweet‘s apprentice)/the hermit, 2376 words

Memory of Her

Salia’s aunt was a skilled user of magic. Entering the family through marriage to her uncle on her mother’s side, she wrote many letters to Salia’s family, sharing many recipes for salves, and other medicinal mixes for various purposes as well as just keeping in touch with her in-laws. However, shortly before Salia was born, her aunt had succumbed to illness. Her uncle, Esme, didn’t have it in his heart to take over the shop, but kept it the way his late wife would have liked it. He shared many stories to Salia, to keep his wife’s memory alive, as well as to inspire her. But, when he disappears, by default, Salia inherits everything, but honors her aunt and uncle by keeping it the same way they both left it.

After Hours

(Day 4 EOTP Event: Education: Private education? Taught at home? Taught themselves? Favorite subject)

School wasn’t much of an option, but the endless books collected from the past still offered what they could. Salia studied on her own during the hours she can focus the most while taking notes.

Ky arrived, waiting outside and trying quite hard to be casual, to not be so awkwardly early as to seem desperate or like he had nothing better to do. At a decent time, he knocked, and when she answered, he presented a single rose, offered his arm. It was a brief trip to the little studio he'd contacted to borrow a dance floor, and as he opened the door for Salia and lead them inside, he noted, pleased, that the lights were turned down.

"Owners are friends of the family," he explained, at its being empty aside from a bartender and some staff.

He wore a shy smile.

"Drinks first, or dancing?" he asked.

Salia laughed. "At least a little dancing, before I lose my balance!"

"Oh, fair!" Ky nodded, took her by the hand and lead her to the floor.

Salia set her hands, one in his, the other on his arm. He waited a moment, catching the pattern, then lead them into the slow steps.

"Know we danced at the ball, but that was something else..this is nice," she said, smiling.

Ky nodded. "Too formal, and gaudy at the same time."

Salia nodded. "But fun, at least.'

Ky nodded, recalling the impromptu karaoke, and other diversions.

"Very."

He brought her into a turn.

"You are good at this," she giggled.

He smiled. "I do my best."

They danced through the song, and Ky tipped his head towards the bar. Salia nodded, enthusiastic. Drinks, more songs, and sore feet later, Ky had her escorted back to her door.

He laid a kiss on each cheek.

"You have yourself a fine evening, now, ok? Give my best to Muri."

Salia giggled. "You too, Ky, be safe, and I'll tell him hello."

''Mama, we're a little high...''

''I know sweetness, but isn't it pretty up here?''