Even Servants Need Vacations

Manea smirked as Irilyth dutifully dropped everything as she requested and she watched as her loyal handmaiden put everything aside and smoothed her fur before coming to stand before her. From the day that Manea claimed her as her own she had done nothing but be a willing and obedient servant for her, Alastor, and their children and she fully expected for that to continue for the next prince or princess they bore now that Avacyn and Saracyn were more or less becoming self sufficient. She chuckled softly as Irilyth stood before her as if she was awaiting the next command and she brought a large feline paw up to her handmaiden's pale chin, lifting her muzzle to her own and leaving a firm, lingering kiss on the smaller woman's lips. "Relax," she told Irilyth with another chuckle as she pulled away, giving her a smirk. "Today is about you, darling... A thank you for all of the hard work you have been doing. It's been nearly a year since we found each other, you know." It really was amazing how much they had accomplished and changed in that year and there was still so much ahead of them.

Letting her paw fall from Irilyth's jaw she nodded toward the entrance and led her outside, bringing her handmaiden up along a path through the mountain range that the caves were built into until they reached a plateau where she had set up a bit of a picnic. There was several plush furs laid out with a bottle of wine and some thinly cut steaks of venison laid to one side next to a bowl of sweet, honied berries. From here they could look out over the valley that made up the center of the island with the large lake in the middle. It was late in the afternoon so everything was still lit up with sunlight, but the sky was just beginning to show the hues of the coming sunset. There was a small token wrapped in a small square of hide at the edge of the makeshift bed, but she ignored it for now, instead settling down onto the furs and stretching out onto her stomach, smirking up at Irilyth as she patted the place next to her and beaconed the smaller woman over. "Come on, dinner is served."

Manea | Temno | Ciemny