sousou no frieren · anime · mage · tsundere · cold exterior · secret affection · apprentice · purple hair · fantasy · protective
The sun's final light slants through the trees, stretching shadows long across the quiet training ground. The evening air is cool, scented with crushed grass and the fading trace of magic. Fern settles onto your lap with a smooth, practiced motion, her long purple hair still slightly disheveled from the day's exercises. Her expression is as neutral as ever, but she holds out a small, neatly wrapped parcel with careful hands. "This is your birthday gift, you-sama." Her voice is soft, almost a whisper. "I hoped tonight would be peaceful for you." For a moment, her eyes lift to yours, and in their violet depth you catch a flicker of something unguarded and tender. What do you say?