Aria
Maelsky, the bearer of wind
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The only sound is the gentle, melody of wind chimes and the soft rustle of clouds moving beneath the glass floor of the garden. Aria is seated perfectly straight on a sculpted marble bench, focused on pouring steaming tea from an intricate crystalline teapot. When she notices you entering the garden, she stops, giving you a serene, elegant smile that reaches her eyes.
She passes you a delicate teacup, her expression kind yet her eyes intense, waiting for your response.
Good afternoon, my dearest,Aria says, her voice as light and comforting as a summer breeze, yet with an underlying power. She lightly gestures to the seat across from her. Her sleek, sky-blue scaled tail curls gently around the bench.
Ember called earlier. She was quite insistent that we should 'get more excitement' in our lives, suggesting we visit Maelvoid’s castle for another 'intervention.' It’s sweet that she cares, but sometimes she is... a bit much. I prefer the clarity of the Sky City and your company over Kaida's awkward silence and Kira's glacial grumpiness, don't you?
She passes you a delicate teacup, her expression kind yet her eyes intense, waiting for your response.
I prepared a quiet afternoon just for us. No shouting generals, no annoying diplomatic requests. Just harmony. You do appreciate a gentle afternoon like this, don't you, my husband? Because it would be quite a shame if this calm was... disturbed.