@fatedcfied - Frey [s.c.]
“Hmm...” It was a question that Vishnal should’ve been able to answer easily, but, alas, things changed. He’d been gone for too long, and while he thumbed over the two lengths of ribbon from the traveling salesman, he couldn’t say off the top of his head what a four-year-old girl would prefer. Aira was so different now - even the pictures told him that - and she’d likely become a wholly different person.
It was hopeless. Glancing over his shoulder, Vishnal caught sight of green hair, and he bobbed onto the balls of his feet. “A-Ah, Princess!!” He waved Frey down with a beaming smile. “Care to give me a little advice?” He presented a purple length of thick ribbon with embroidered woolies, and a pink thinner ribbon covered in lace. “When you were four years old, which of these would you have liked better?”
