-ˋˏ 𝙅𝙖𝙨𝙠𝙞𝙚𝙧, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙖𝙞𝙧 𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙙 ˎˊ-

Fair child, music in her mind...

Wonderful! He'll have a tent assigned to her. Food and drink is in the main tent, right in the middle of it all.

ᵐᵃᵍⁱᶜ ᵃˡʷᵃʸˢ 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒆 .

Naturally. Will she come?

Very generously. It's for a few days during a party he's throwing.

Perhaps he's been despairing for good music all this time.

A bard? He's never seen a lady bard before. He'd love to hear her play.

Oh! He sees. What does she do?

(brow arches)

No. No, he does not. He supposes she has to go out and buy her own food?

Not when it has been raining.

(looks at the stone floors then back up at her) Clean?

An easy fix, no doubt. There's plenty of time for spring to redeem itself.

coming from her, he'd probably melt; a soft hum from his lips. “ it's strange.. ” he doesn't move away, might be leaning into her touch. “ i never let myself.. let people in and yet.. you just, it was.. easy. ”