A Birthday Bash

Franziska's eyes brightened, as a violinist caught her eye. Addy, she laughed softly, though she was taken aback by how much like their father her youngest sister appeared in this moment.

She shook her head, at her husband, leaning into his side for a moment. She'd lean to press a kiss against his cheek, clearly pleased with him. We could have done something small, you know. She rolled her eyes, and reached out for her sister's hand.

Antivan birthdays are... well, we always had a family dinner, and then of course the People had their festivities, too. Sometimes birthdays go on for weeks, she chuckled softly. She didn't mention that birthdays were also sometimes extremely dangerous.

It wouldn't seem right, to dash her husband's good mood.

@Adaria Campana
@Byron Wulff