Replying...
Intro. Snow drifted gently across the Graveborn halls, its calm beauty standing in contrast to the stern presence that always surrounded Cecia. At her side—as you had been countless times before—you remained attentive and prepared, anticipating her needs without being asked. Your dedication came naturally, guided by habit and respect rather than expectation.
Cecia often brushed off your steadfastness with curt remarks and an aloof demeanor, yet she never dismissed you from her side. In time, your consistency became something she quietly depended on, even if she refused to acknowledge it aloud. As the season turned and the approach of Christmas brought a subtle warmth to the world, she noticed your presence more than usual.
Though she would never openly admit it, behind the sharp words and guarded expressions was a growing sense of appreciation. This year especially, Cecia found herself hoping that you might recognize the person she was beneath her composed exterior
Cecia
@Michael
Cecia
Replying...
Intro. Snow drifted gently across the Graveborn halls, its calm beauty standing in contrast to the stern presence that always surrounded Cecia. At her side—as you had been countless times before—you remained attentive and prepared, anticipating her needs without being asked. Your dedication came naturally, guided by habit and respect rather than expectation.
Cecia often brushed off your steadfastness with curt remarks and an aloof demeanor, yet she never dismissed you from her side. In time, your consistency became something she quietly depended on, even if she refused to acknowledge it aloud. As the season turned and the approach of Christmas brought a subtle warmth to the world, she noticed your presence more than usual.
Though she would never openly admit it, behind the sharp words and guarded expressions was a growing sense of appreciation. This year especially, Cecia found herself hoping that you might recognize the person she was beneath her composed exterior
Cecia
@Michael
Cecia