[+MATURE Grapefruit]The Day the World Ends

Novella stared through her lashes, upward. Her gaze had flitted to the sword at her wife's hip, and then the hand across the child's back, hidden within her coats. Her eyes narrowed, and she flashed a coy smile, Imagine, a re-formed Tevene, here of all places.

She clasped her hands behind her back, like a school-girl being scolded, The password for this week, in case you were wondering, is Giallo Ceud Mhios.

A deep curtsy, before she reached out to brush the top of the baby's head, Well, she would've wound up here, anyway. The servants attend, as well, you know. The party around them kept going; people were celebrating the barriers removal while also mourning those lost during it, too.