#shiirohime

[of-invisible-ties]

@shiirohime II Starter Call

“Heeey, look at that! Over there ...”

Setsuna gestured towards a nearby group of butterflies, who fluttered towards the row of potted flowers. Their hues were just as vibrant as the flowers’ petals, which made for an impressive sight. She’d had some orders to head for the supply convoy with the princess, but those were irrelevant right now.

“Aren’t they really pretty? If you watch ‘em long enough ... what did they say about that? Eh, it doesn’t matter. Just watching is enough for me ...”

[of-invisible-ties]

@shiirohime II continued from here

“I fear that I cannot. If that injury were to become infected, the responsibility of your eulogy would fall upon me!”

Azama’s smile was wide and impertinent as always. Despite her pleas, he whipped out a staff and began chanting the healing mantra. Well, he liked doing that for show. Really, he knew how to cast healing without need for chanting the spell, but it impressed people when he sung gibberish and their wounds were suddenly healed. 

“Is that better, milady? I quite hate making eulogies! The fact that you can’t speak ill of the deceased makes them so difficult.”