#lakiya

Sonya slowly opened her eyes to the morning light, and lazily rolled her head to the left.  Her gaze was met by the beautiful, pink irises of her half-fey wife. Lakiya, evidently a bit more alert, smiled affectionately at her. “Welcome back to the land of the waking, sleepyhead.” Her comment was met with a mrrrp sound not unlike a sunbathing cat, disturbed from their rest.

Sonya closed her eyes again, only for a moment. Resigning herself to waking up, she untangled herself just enough to do a stretch her back and arms slightly, shaking off a bit of her sleepy haze in the process. She smiled back Lakiya. “As beautiful as ever, my gwilbrin.”

The other woman furrowed her brow for a moment, in contemplation. “Wait, I know this one. Elven?” Sonya’s only response was an amused shake of the head. “Undercommon? That’s close.” Another shake. “Aquan? Aquan is cheating you know that.” Lakiya feigned an upset expression of indignation, but a smile showed through.

“Not even close.” Sonya giggled, and planted a quick kiss on her partner’s forehead. She smirked with a hint of satisfaction. “It’s ‘butterfly’, in Gnomish.”

Lakiya let out a melodramatic, exasperated sigh. “You’re a liar is what you are. You made that one up, didn’t you?” She slowly draper her arm across the side of her light grey-skinned wife, who was again amused by the antics. “I’m onto you.”

Sonya lightly brought a hand to Lakiya’s face, smiling. “You’ll never know. But I think we’re both prefer it if you were on- wait.” She raised her head off of the bed slightly. “Is that… smoke? That’s smoke.” She immediately shot upright, Lakiya half-dragged into sitting up holding her.

“It’s fine. The twins are going to surprise us with breakfast. Shine is making sure they don’t burn anything more expensive than a meal or two, go back to pretending we don’t know anything.” Sonya’s body posture relaxed slightly at this, although her face was still tense with concern. “They’ve been at it for an hour. Should be done any time, and we should go back to being blissfully unaware. It’s a surprise, after all.”

The half-drow let the tension release somewhat, sinking back into the bed. The two faded into an intimate silence for a time, entwined in a lazy embrace as their heartbeats communicated what their words did not. After a time, Lakiya’s ears perked up, and she glanced towards the door.

Not more than a moment later, said door came crashing open with just a bit too much force, the handle making a faint ding sound as it collided with the wall. Their twin children, Aliya and Sair, entered carrying a tray filled with what certainly resembled food (albeit somewhat charred). It took both of them to balance it, being as young as they were. Sair, on the left, was the first to speak. “We wanted to give you a nice breakfast in bed, but, um. It didn’t really, come out as planned.”

“It’s Sair’s fault. He was supposed to be watching the eggs.”

“Hey! Maybe I would’ve been paying closer attention if you hadn’t ruined my shirt with the juice!”

“That took like two minutes! You left them on the fire for twenty!” Both stifling laughter at the squabbling children, Sonya and Lakiya exchanged a Look. Smiling, Sonya spoke up. “Well I think it was a lovely gesture. Besides, I’m sure it couldn’t possibly be that bad. Let me tell you about a real crime against food, back in Spritely. Do you know what the Bronze Legion thinks is ‘good cuisine’? Because let me tell you…”