Soliath Devin Talith
Family Man
Soliael smiled at his sister. “Take all the time you need, our house is always open to you.”
Aela had stopped on one particular page, staring at a picture of a dress. When her father spoke however she looked up at him, narrowing her eyes slightly before looking at her aunt. There was a slight hint of recognition, and then excitement before her eyes returned to the picture that she had chosen.
“mhmmm.”
She made a noise, turning the booklet towards Amorella.
On the page that she had chosen was an odd sort of dress. Bright orange swirls dashed through a sea of black, covering the chest and leading down across the stomach, as though they were claw marks scratching down the length of the dress.
“This one.”
There was an odd pride to her voice as she looked up at Amorella expectantly.
Aela had stopped on one particular page, staring at a picture of a dress. When her father spoke however she looked up at him, narrowing her eyes slightly before looking at her aunt. There was a slight hint of recognition, and then excitement before her eyes returned to the picture that she had chosen.
“mhmmm.”
She made a noise, turning the booklet towards Amorella.
On the page that she had chosen was an odd sort of dress. Bright orange swirls dashed through a sea of black, covering the chest and leading down across the stomach, as though they were claw marks scratching down the length of the dress.
“This one.”
There was an odd pride to her voice as she looked up at Amorella expectantly.