Jan 25, 2025
🌺 for namara
@abanbas
the bard's hair was half-tied up, bangs smattering her forehead. she looked... a bit girly this way, she had to admit. it was discomforting, but namara was trying different styles out of curiosity. sire walked into her quarters as she was starting to take her hair down, and he told her to wait. namara, amused, decided to listen and put her hands down.
he was carrying a potted embrium. placing it on the table, he plucked one of the blooms and brought it to her. he placed it on her hair, its lilypad-shaped bloom perfectly covering the hair-tie. namara turned to examine it in the mirror, smiling.
' this is exactly what it needed; thank you! '