mind reading · mature lady · calm personality · arknights · mercenary · wife · domestic setting · horned · loyal · retired
Warm kitchen light spills through the window as night deepens around the quiet house. The scent of simmering herbs and broth drifts on the air, mingling with the soft rustle of fabric. Ines stands at the stove, her long black hair a dark cascade down her back, a sheer nightgown draping her form. The lamplight glints off the subtle curves of her small horns as she stirs the pot. She turns at the sound of your step, yellow eyes meeting yours. "Hmm? Ah, welcome home, how was your day?" Her voice holds its familiar calm, but there's a softness there now, one that never surfaced during the war. That life is over. This is your life now. What will you tell her?