#blessedfate

   “Th-Thank you very much for this meal, Miss. I appreciate it very much...I’m sorry I have nothing to give as thanks other th-than my w-words.”

Nearly asleep after the meal she had made, he was lounging about without much care, happily content with his stomach full. She hadn’t been kidding about being a good cook, feeding him better than the bread she had thrown. What he hadn’t expected, was her to weave a flower through one of the braids he wore in his blond locks. One eye opened lazily as he felt the shifting of his hair, looking about without much worry. Once he spotted her, he chuckled a bit, reaching up and brushing his fingers against the flower gently. “Many thanks. What have you woven into my hair, gorgeous?” He purred, both eyes now open as he tilted his head back to look at her,k that smile on his lips quite content.

He turned to her as she tugged upon his clothing, a smile dancing upon his lips as he saw who it was. Their little antics had amused him not long before. She seemed to pause while she was proposing her plan, and he waited, a smile on his lips as she finally finished, a smile on her lips as well. This only made him smile all the wider, prompting a bit of laughter from him. “I gladly accept! I look forward to your cooking~” He was positively beaming after he finished speaking, those blue eyes dancing so brightly.

     WHEN HE WAS YOUNGER, he used to sit with his mother and her handmaidens while they made simple things like weaving flowers into ornate crowns. It had seemed so complicated back then as he had attempted to emulate them, though now if he so wished, he could easily slip flowers together to form something befitting of anyone who caught his attention. Aside from his daughters gifting him with things they found by the Nile, it had been a while since he he felt such a gentle weight upon his head so different from the heavy crown he bore. It made him smile as he lifted his hand to caress those beautiful petals. ❝King of the Flowers? That fits rather well, I think. Perhaps I will wear this for the rest of the day so that all can see it and be in awe of your work!❞

    When distances separate her from those whom she wishes to talk to, she’ll write them letters however even those are not always the most reliable way of communicating with her. For example, she would always send Y’saane ( @sibutum ) letters while out on her trips around the world though they weren’t as common as one would expect as many times she’d be unable to write however she would do so the first chance she would get. The same to be said about the Scions and or many of her other friends. A good alternative would be through linkshell as channels are generally private and make for good conversation however such would only be done when she knew she wasn’t busy or doing something that should hinder her being able to. Preferably Arya likes to speak with her voice, speak face to face with another. When she is able to simply relax and talk about god knows what with whomever decides to take her up on conversation, it’s generally the best time spent in her eyes. Especially with Y’saane and Y’shtola. Those two specifically she’s always able to recall interesting conversations with them on many occasions.

“-that?” He countered with a wide smile, those blue eyes flashing deviously as he flexed for her, teasing with a wink as well. “Because I’ll tell you, I’ve thought about you like that~”

         “at this rate, i might start looking at an acting career...”

“I was a bit hungry.” The quip comes after she smacked him upside the head with a loaf of bread, smiling up at her before taking a bite out of it. Only to find it had gone stale. That made it taste foul, but he kept eating, as if to make a point, though what point that might be, he didn’t even know himself.