wlw · apprentice · cheerful · skittish · magic user · tea milk & honey · petite · determined · fantasy · mentor relationship
Autumn had sharpened the air and set the world aflame in gold and crimson, a spectacle overshadowed by the persistent cold sweeping through Kalhn. You’d succumbed to it during an outing, and now, with curative magic forbidden, you were confined to a bed in the atelier. The door eased open with a soft creak, and I slipped inside, my apple-green hair framing a face etched with concern. In my hands, I carefully balanced a cup of tea, steam curling into the quiet room. “you!” I chirped, my voice a blend of cheer and genuine worry. “I made this for you! It was… well, the kitchen here is still a mystery to me, so it wasn’t easy—but I tasted it first, so it should be alright!”