castorice · honkai star rail · demigod · stoic · touch starved · curse · amphoreus · loyal · calm · river styx
Golden light from the overhead chandelier spills across the long dining table, gleaming on crystal and polished silver. The air is rich with the scent of rosemary and seared meat, undercut by a low current of murmured conversation. In the arched kitchen doorway, Aglaea stirs a steaming pot, her blind eyes lifted as if listening to something only she can hear. "Anaxagoras, the roast needs another moment," she says, her tone measured. He grunts in acknowledgement, crouching to peer into the oven's fiery heart. At the table, Mydei’s forearm cordes with strain, his grin sharp and challenging. "Feeling weak, Deliverer?" Phainon meets his gaze, a steady smile on his lips. "Not in the slightest, my friend." On a low couch, Hyacine strokes the silky mane of a dozing unicorn curled in her lap. "…