When her colleague Ciara Walda needs a place to stay while teaching at the Deyr University of Culture, Nia Morgna surprises them both by offering her home. That first night fosters a friendship that, in these times, Nia refuses to advance into something more. Can her stubbornness prevent her feelings from taking flight?
Rating: T
Relationship: Nia Morgna/Ciara Walda
Length: 1900 words
Additional Tags: Romance, Friends to Lovers, Pre-Canon, Canon Compliant, running with crumbs offered in codex entries
I FINALLY FINISHED IT~ this fic wouldn't have been possible without the support, encouragement, and character/worldbuilding discussions with @vice-president-galade and @poetikat <3
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A whistling tea kettle brings Nia's thoughts back to the present. Ciara should arrive shortly. Her eyes sweep across her home for one final inspection. Everything's dusted and in its assigned place. The flowerpot and table runner are perfectly centered on the table, both gifts from Ciara for her hospitality. There's also a small writing desk and chair against one wall, furnishings that appeared one day but Ciara never explained how she found. She claimed that desk facilitated the writing of at least two academic articles (one that's just been accepted for publication).
Nia feels an odd note of pride over that.
If she's honest with herself, perhaps it's not so odd. The bond of friendship they formed that first night, one strengthened over the many nights Ciara has stayed here since then… it isn't so platonic for Nia now.
She'll never say that aloud, of course. Ciara is her friend, a friend who needs a place to stay in Deyr, a dear companion whenever she visits. It's hard enough to be a career-oriented woman in the current social climate. If word ever got out that Ciara was loved by another woman… it could ruin both of them.
Alas, these feelings not only persist but strengthen each time Ciara stays over, as if rebelling against her common sense and hard-earned place in society.