#deci-muses

It had been some months since disaster upon disaster had fallen Annette.  First Garreg Mach had fallen and then they had failed to rescue the prince.  It was a set of blows that were telling on the girl. 

Knowing what it was like to have no news of a loved one’s death, Annette had finally determined to stay in Fhiirdad in her uncle’s house.  Her mother needed to know and perhaps Annette needed the strength of her mother to heal. 

Pushing open the door, she peered into the house. “Hello?” She called out.  “Mother?” 

“Annette?”  A woman not much taller than her daughter emerged, her blonde hair tied up in a severe knot.  She stared at the girl as if she wasn’t expecting to see her.  “You’re here...”

Who would have left something like this?  At her doorstep.  The first reaction was what it always was, surely this couldn’t be something for her.  But it was her crest and it was absolutely gorgeous.  Could it really be a gift for her? Why would someone spend so much though?

-- Eve’s willpower evaporates into thin air where chocolate is concerned; the better quality it is, the less restraint she has

@bluelionhearted

((I’ve cursed you for all eternity))

//You have.

It was no secret that she was fond of Ashe.  He was like the brother she never had, regardless of their differing starts in life.  Perhaps that was the motivation her teasing jib as they were leaving the dining hall after dinner. 

Here you can find it.