#th.lucia

“HERE. EAT. DRINK.” lucia said, handing arlo a muffin and a goblet of fresh blood. she wouldn’t stand for him being hungry at a time like this. plus, lucia was much like their mother. she liked to feed others when she was stressed.

she had been searching for so long, and to have finally found him in arella of all places had shocked her. she hadn’t expected him to be here. she had hoped he would have been home when she finally crawled her way out of her grave. she had hoped he and loras would be there for her, overjoyed to see her. and yet, they had gone, and lucia malafronte was forced to walk the earth to search for her family.

she had not had blood in days, and her skin had paled from malnourishment. she was a woman on a mission. finding arlo and loras was more important. she had to reunite them.

she walked through the streets of arella, the nighttime cool on her skin. and it was as though fate had called them together. for she saw him walked, patrolling the empty streets.

“AUNT DEMELZA? CAN YOU PASS ME THE FLOUR?” lucia had been baking since dawn, trying not to sob and cry. what kind of world was it when the gods had abandoned them? what could lucia trust?

her family. only her family.

“I’VE BEEN MAKING EVERYONE MUFFINS,” lucia remarks, marching up to llyr’s place and thrusting the large basket of muffins towards him. her eyes were red. she had been crying. so much had happened in just the past few days.

“OH, THANK THE DIVINES! LORAS!” lucia cannot help her excited leap as she sprints towards her baby brother. she keeps her speed normal, not wanting to terrify the boy with her powers. she wraps him into a hug and squeezes him gently.

lucia walked up the steps of the malafronte home, smiling to herself, a basket of flowers in her grip. her hands were shaking, most likely because she had not supped on blood today. she hadn’t wanted to bother anyone, and she could go without while everyone panicked around her. arlo had helped to comfort her a few days before. he was always good at keeping her grounded. she was grateful to have him back in her life — to have loras, arlo, and demelza back in her life. she was grateful for her new friends too, milosv ( as wild as the sweet man was ), thalia, kal, elektra, antigone, and emil who had made himself available now and again. he had good advice on herbs. and a handsome smile. not to mention he was quite the lover. every single one of them had been lovely to have in her life.

she was grateful to gain some normalcy.

she walked up the steps and looked forward, a bloodied arlo walking towards her. or... through her. “A-ARLO?” she asked, reaching out to touch his arm to stop him. 

“I CAN DELIVER MORE MUFFINS, OR I CAN HELP IN THE KITCHEN. WHATEVER YOU’D LIKE,” lucia said, sweat dripping down her brow. she had been working with sisipho to get food out to people who were working tirelessly to quell the crowds. it had been working. mostly. 

“HERE YOU ARE, SWEET BROTHER. WINE FOR YOU AND WINE FOR ME. DON’T GIVE IT TO ANYONE ELSE. THERE’S A TOUCH OF BLOOD IN BOTH OF THEM. IF YOU’RE FEELING PECKISH.”

she smiles at her brother, sitting next to him and pulling her veil back. she wipes her brow. “I REALLY SHOULD HAVE GONE FOR A MASK. THIS VEIL IS SO SWEATY. HOW ARE YOU FAIRING?”