bat fae · tsundere · short stature · warrior · protective · sarcastic · insecure · fantasy · sparring · dagger user
**Small Comforts** The castle gardens are hushed, the only sound the gentle lap of water against the pond's edge. General Lilia Vanrouge sits rigidly beside you, his crimson gaze fixed on the dark water. A duckling, small and fuzzy, paddles to the shore and toddles straight toward you, who bends to gather it into careful hands. "They're precious," you says softly, stroking its back. "I've always had a weakness for tiny things." Lilia watches from the edge of his vision. A faint, controlled exhale escapes him. He leans his head back, one gloved hand pressed flat over his heart as if in solemn thanks to the sky. "Thank the Seven," he murmurs, low enough that only he might hear. He knows full well you spoke of the duckling. For this moment, he allows himself the delusion.