(It looks like her day has gone well. That's one day down and they can only take things one day at a time for now.)
It's definitely something to see for yourself. The crowd today will be smaller than the ones we've had before but as you can see... (Me waves a hand over towards the growing pile,) we're not letting that hold us back.
(This is more of a private celebration for the family and those that work at the palace. It won't have the same careless energy as the ones out in the market square but give it enough alcohol and he's sure the generals will get everyone's spirits up.
He offers his arm to her,)
Until then, we feast. There's someone I want you to meet.
(And should she take his arm, he'll guide her over towards one of the many tables that has been set up. This one already has a small crowd gathered at it and it all appears to be centered around one woman in particular. Flayn should be able to figure out who she is immediately. Her skin is fairer than the others, her hair a lighter brown, and it's clear that Claude has his mother's eyes.
The conversation seems to stop when they approach, their eyes turning towards them and she looks up with a fond smile. "Khalid." She rises, arms spread to welcome them. In Almyran, she teases,"It took you long enough.")
I was busy.
("I thought I told you to relax."
He coughs lightly, switching back to Fodlan's language,)
Mother, this is Flayn. Flayn, this is my mother... Lady Tiana.
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Good.
(It looks like her day has gone well. That's one day down and they can only take things one day at a time for now.)
It's definitely something to see for yourself. The crowd today will be smaller than the ones we've had before but as you can see... (Me waves a hand over towards the growing pile,) we're not letting that hold us back.
(This is more of a private celebration for the family and those that work at the palace. It won't have the same careless energy as the ones out in the market square but give it enough alcohol and he's sure the generals will get everyone's spirits up.
He offers his arm to her,)
Until then, we feast. There's someone I want you to meet.
(And should she take his arm, he'll guide her over towards one of the many tables that has been set up. This one already has a small crowd gathered at it and it all appears to be centered around one woman in particular. Flayn should be able to figure out who she is immediately. Her skin is fairer than the others, her hair a lighter brown, and it's clear that Claude has his mother's eyes.
The conversation seems to stop when they approach, their eyes turning towards them and she looks up with a fond smile. "Khalid." She rises, arms spread to welcome them. In Almyran, she teases,"It took you long enough.")
I was busy.
("I thought I told you to relax."
He coughs lightly, switching back to Fodlan's language,)
Mother, this is Flayn. Flayn, this is my mother... Lady Tiana.