Recent content by Caelia

"Shame." She smiled in good nature. "Many do find their people amongst the Sworn and Duty bound." Caelia studied this new acquaintance for a moment, pursing her lips and debating something before opening her mouth to speak. "Your drink is empty." It almost was, but Caelia aimed a smile at her...

Caelia listened to his every word, utterly caught up in the fact that Syr Iramene was so knowledgeable in this field of pairing tastes and scents. Earlier she had thought she had a good grasp on the subject, but she was a fool to believe herself on a similar level when her gift for ingesting...

Caelia kept a sweet and pleasant smile on her face as Gunner spoke of the home he no longer wished to return to, pushing down on her own feelings of relating to that fact. She had left Alliria, never wishing to go back unless she had a different face and a different name, a ghost to those that...

Caelia could not help herself watch the bartender put together the drink ordered, had trailed down the end of the bar to find a seat free and take it, mesmerised by how easily and quickly he came to think of a drink meant for her. And she knew that he knew it was for her, as their gazes met that...

"I need a drink for a lady, something with a kick, but sweet too. Maybe a little color in there?" Caelia kept to the side as much as she could, so as to not be seen by a certain bartender that knew what drink she liked to order. Of course, she changed it every now and then, but over time, Syr...

It felt criminal to lead on someone like this, but Caelia's face was painted with innocence and good manners as she let the man believe it was such an easy task. He did not know her, did not know that she could lie through her teeth and smile like she was some pageant princess. That she could...

A fortnight! That was just as long as it'd take to get the first few scents for the perfume being pressed into beeswax... The idea of what used to be a simple task was becoming more difficult as Matvi spoke, that was until Caelia lifted her gaze to meet his, spying the widening smile on his...

Had she really known what they were journeying towards when she lifted her hand to volunteer to accompany a small group into the Spine, or was her restlessness a true terror that had forgone any notion of considering any pros or cons to this? Caelia felt a fool to even ask, had kept quiet in...

Caelia could not help herself, leaning in to peer over his shoulder to see where it was his hands reached. The pears were not quite right for harvest, but Matvi did not procure a pear for her. Instead, her expressive face watched in wonderment as he presented her something she had never thought...

Caelia scrutinised his new look, eyes narrowed to show she was serious in her appraisal and hummed in thought. She stood up, walking around him. All the while, her brows furrowed and her lips pursed. "Oh dear." The gasp she let out was dramatised, but mischief made her eyes come alive...

Her sense of taste had always been hindered since she was young, but there was no need to tell him of a sob story she barely remembered. Only certain flavours ignited on her tongue, certain components put together in a way could break through the poisons she ingests, or better yet, accompany the...

Tricksome, yes. Caelia snuck the lemon she had taken into the leather bag resting at her hip, all the while watching him as he skirted around her to pick another citrus. His challenge was met with raised brows, but the smile was hard to keep from her lips at the prospect of someone else having...

Caelia smiled lightly and smelled the stronger leaf, happy with the scent it gave off. A classic fragrance that paired with quite an array of other scents that could be found in this garden. "Yes, a good choice this is." In the other hand, Caelia twirled the sweeter leaf between forefinger and...

Caelia straightened and lifted her gaze to see Matvi, and a grin broke out across her face. "Oh, is that your secret, Syr Iramene?" In fact, he was right in that the lemon trees always bore them fruit. Many a time had Cael shown up to the Knoll and unloaded her deep pockets of the lemons she...

Walking through the gardens was something she ought to do more often, but Caelia seemed to enjoy staying indoors in the dim light than let her pale complexion be warmed in the sun. Already, she was turning red from the heat of the day, but gods was that sun nice. What had brought her out from...