In my mind.

It would have taken a fool to miss the way Oath and Fairytale felt about each other, and as Fairytale began to speak Atreyu could feel her smile grow. The grin was warm and wide enough to make her cheeks hurt, how in the world had she missed the signs when Atreyu could see it plain as the sun in the sky? As Fairytale continued, Atreyu hid the smile, trying not to giggle like a little school girl at the thought of her friend and her brother making her an aunt one day. She didn't miss the nerves in Fairytale's voice, and laughing or smiling wouldn't help that, so Atreyu composed herself and looked her friend directly in the eye until she dropped her gaze to the ground.

Reaching out with a gloved paw, Atreyu attempts to pull Fairytale's chin up so that their eyes can meet once again. Once she had the pink gaze of Fairytale aligned with the holographic silver-to-lavender of her own, Atreyu gave a reassuring smile. With a great amount of warmth in her sweet voice, Atreyu spoke in a careful way, almost diplomatic. "My dear Fairytale, it makes my heart sing to know you feel the way you do about my brother! Too soon is up to you, though. Who gets to tell the heart how to feel? Mainyu knew what she was doing, trust in her and in Oath. He has never looked at another the way he looks at you, to my knowledge." This could only be the hand of the goddess of love at work, there was simply no other explanation. When you could feel the gods' touch, the fingerprint was unmistakable.

"Talk." || Think || 'Hear.'