pampered like a queen

Siren had thanked Aliana during and after the birth of her children, the woman had a servants heart and none of them deserved her. She was selfless and after losing her litter… held the weight of the world on her shoulders. Siren was thankful their roles were not reversed, she didn’t know what she would do if she’d lost Albi or Scylla, even before she knew them. It was difficult, and Siren still felt guilty when she looked at Ali. Her babies had made it, Aliana’s were dead. Was it a type of survivor’s guilt? She didn’t know, but she did know she wanted to do a kindness for the woman after she had done so much for her.

With some enlisted help Siren was able to get the baths filled with warm water. It had been quite the effort to heat it with fire, but it was managed. Candles were scattered on ledges and tables and those were carefully lit. Siren had some of her preserved flower petals cast into the warm bath and the scents rose with the steam. It was everything Siren would have wanted, and she wanted to provide that for dear Aliana.

Making her way to the corridor she knocked politely on the chamber door, fully expecting Aliana to answer from the other side. "Aliana? I… have something prepared for you.” She announced through the door, standing back to hopefully greet the clouded Lady.


"Siren Primrose Klein"