#dayla

Dayla is a very happy-go-lucky person, but every smile hides memories of pain.

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DAYLA - HONEY LOVE (2024)

Button AU Dayla

"It works!” Dayla exclaims. “How beautiful! I didn’t even know that spell existend!” Ancano can’t help but smile at her enthusiasm. They’ve remained secluded at Riverside Lodge for quite a while now, and while Ancano rather enjoys their solitude, Dayla is struggling with it. So recently he has turned to magic to distract her and cheer her up. “It was a very common spell in Alinor when I was a boy,” he explains. “People loved to summon butterflies.” “I can see why! You should have taught that at Winterhold,” Dayla replies eagerly, watching the butterfly fluttering away. Ancano shrugs. “I have not thought of this spell in a very long time,” he admits. He doesn’t even remember the last time he cast it himself. But it must have been before he joined the Thalmor, because they didn’t have any use for spells like this one. “After all, it does not do anything. It is just ... pleasant to look at.” Dayla tilts her head thoughtfully. “Actually, that’s just why it does a lot.” He raises his eyebrows. “It’s a spell that brings people joy,” she explains. “Happiness. And just now, we need that so much.” She smiles at him. “Can we summon another one? Please?” Ancano inhales, remembering the summer sky of Alinor, the luminous green of its meadows, the scent of its flowers, the laughter of children. And among it all, the vibrant colors of all those butterflies, summoned for a careless dance. Happiness. He suddenly knows what she means. “Another one?” he mutters. “Yes. Yes, of course.”