Of Courtship and Castles [Red] ;)

She was oblivious for the moment, to the fact that he wasn’t looking out at the land but in at her when he remarked on the view. Too busy taking it all in. But she was surprised by his laughter as she presented him his gift.

That head of hers cocked slightly with curiosity as he admitted he’d brought her something as well. Whatever she’d expected, what it was stole her breath. Not only because of the simple beauty of them, but because she knew he had no companions with nimble hands. Unless he’d bought them as they were now, he’d made these.

The stones glinted under the light she provided, and her eyes welled as she recognized the darker stones. For a moment, she so very, very deeply missed the mother of her early puphood. Solveiga had loved fire opals, and her father had always regretted not being able to locate some for her.

There was a lot more husk to her voice as she looked at him, uttering a soft, “They’re beautiful, Red. I don’t know how I can thank you.”

A soft plip on the floor of the balcony brought her eyes down and, in a far back corner of her mind, she had to laugh and admit that, well, at least her tears didn’t glow. But even through those tears, the smile on her features was happy, breathless with how much the combs meant.

She did eventually giggle softly and give him a mirroring expectant look with a pointed, teasing glance down at the gift she'd given him.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Labhair an Sean-Teanga." ---- "Hear" ---- Think