sweeter than tea, sweeter than me, as sweet as an apology [ArleFuri]
Summary: Had you asked Furina if she expected the Knave to have watched her first performance after everything that had happened she would have laughed. She found it even more unbelievable that the Knave had gifted her an assortment of pastries that her children had baked for her. But, many late-night meetings later Furina couldn't imagine it any other way.
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