I can feel the warmth of Mila's Blessing...

(I cannot stress this enough.

✙ | To think, she’s been upholding a burden for so long, especially since she was only and sole living bloodline of Zofian Royalty. Rigel and Zofia, two nations that were split from the north and south respectively, has become the one and only United Kingdom of Valentia. 

Of course, just because Alm and Celica were able to bring peace in their realm, doesn’t mean they wouldn’t lend their strength to others who were in need. Askr is in need for the war and violence that was plaguing their world, and Celica would do everything in her power to see that peace and tranquility restored in fruition. 

Along with being with Alm’s side, there’s nothing that the Valentian King and Queen won’t do to help!

“Of course I do.” She answers. Crimson hues blink when Celica felt his hand move underneath her palm, and without knowing it, their fingers were intertwined together. She didn’t even care if her fingers smelled like the stench of raw fish. “Haha, you’re not wrong there.~” There’s a laugh that escapes when he says that, and the queen nods in content, agreeing with him. 

And if Alm could look closely, there’s a faint blush upon her porcelain cheeks, almost resembling the color of her hair and eyes. “I wouldn’t dare dream of it, Alm. I cherish the days we’ve spent together, and the memories we’ve made along the way…I want this to be everlasting. I…I want to be by your side, always.”

   celica’s forthright confession isn’t something that should be seen as new; he’s known for quite some time her feelings. perhaps he didn’t put a name to them, but he’s known the depth of them at least. maybe he will never quite fully understand celica, but her sentiment resonates here.

“ right… always. good. ”  his own cheeks start to redden too. bold actions differ entirely from the act of baring your thoughts in words. but still, he tries to look brave in spite of the splash of crimson across his face.  “ i’d like that too. i’m not really the kind of sap to say all that stuff out loud, but— ”

meeeeeeeeeow. the cat purrs loudly, before meandering and eventually nudging itself against celica’s ankle. the suddenness of the whole thing makes alm burst into a full bout of laughter, a tear threatening to escape the corner of his eye.

Celica listens intently, and she’s also taken notice of Alm’s cheeks, a blushing cherry red color painted over his face. It’s clear that he, too, also felt that way, even though Alm wasn’t the type to say those words in front of anyone else. (At least, not in the general public, even if Celica was right there by his side.) Her heart continues beat as she nods in agreement in his words, though a certain noise from a feline made her jump slightly, before looking over at the cat. 

✙ | She smiles upon the kitten touching her birthmark, nodding as Alm pointed out the Brand of Mila. Perhaps it’s also the smell of fish that reeks her fingers as well, but curiosity got the better of the cat, it seems!

As the fish had been dropped onto the ground, Celica watches as the feline goes over to said fish to snack on. The Queen listens as he points out that there are other people that possess strange birthmarks on their own, in their own respective worlds. “So it seems…” She speaks, looking back down at her own right palm, before back at Alm. “Less special, you say? Oh, I don’t know if I’d go that far.” 

“It just shows that Brands also exists in other worlds too, even the ones that we don’t even know about. I don’t know about you, but I’d say that we’re special ourselves.” One of her hands reach out to rest atop of his own, despite the smell and sliminess of the fish. “It’s proof that you and I–we’ll always be together. You said something similar like that one time, did you not?~”

  alm arches a brow at celica, but he indulges her with no protest this time, allowing her to continue. she has a way of saying things that sound powerful yet the fighter could never really wrap his head around quite right. like he was always one step behind her in lexicon.

but she speaks to him in a way that doesn’t need him to think — only feel. her palm overlaps unto his own, their scent mixing in perhaps what was one of the worst things he’s smelt besides manure and blood and guts.

well. maybe he’s smelt a lot of bad things, actually.

his face cracks a more genuine grin.  “ you still remember everything i say? ”  but it touches him to know her recall him so well — to treasure the words he gave her. he readjusts the positioning of their hands so he may twine their fingers together. “ look —  it’s better this way. i won’t let go of you if we’re like this. ”

Of course, just because Alm and Celica were able to bring peace in their realm, doesn’t mean they wouldn’t lend their strength to others who were in need. Askr is in need for the war and violence that was plaguing their world, and Celica would do everything in her power to see that peace and tranquility restored in fruition. 

Along with being with Alm’s side, there’s nothing that the Valentian King and Queen won’t do to help!

“Of course I do.” She answers. Crimson hues blink when Celica felt his hand move underneath her palm, and without knowing it, their fingers were intertwined together. She didn’t even care if her fingers smelled like the stench of raw fish. “Haha, you’re not wrong there.~” There’s a laugh that escapes when he says that, and the queen nods in content, agreeing with him.