Yotsuyu goe Brutus

I suppose it could be worse. I do not wish to imagine how, but it could be.

Hah, I'm kidding, my love! You've no interest in it, I could never bring myself to bring any sort of pressure on you for that.

I don't think you have. Mostly jests, I'd wager.

Then again, I can't imagine myself being a mother anyway. I don't know the first thing about raising a child.

How unfortunate.

\A light breath before their lips touched. She could practically feel herself becoming a puddle, even if just for the quick moment.

She was almost immediately hungry for the kiss again, but she restrains herself, opting to giggle and brush their foreheads together.\

Matcha, aye? Hm. I will have to have someone fetch that for us, then, if you'll be so patient as to allowing me such.

Please, do sit, I'll join you in a moment.

\She gestures a seat to small table with mats for sitting, a tea set ready. She bows, excusing herself to fetch a subordinate.\

\That touch of her cheek had her heart skip a bit. She wanted to seem like she couldn't buckle so easy still, but with eyes askance, it's clear she's bashful.

But just the same, she's attached at the hip to Olwen, hip to hip. Shoulder to shoulder. Close.\

My love, you have a life to live. I cannot expect you to put everything on hold just for me.

Even if I do like to be selfish and wish for such a thing sometimes.

\She laughs to herself, setting her cup down to shift and inch closer to sit closer to Olwen.\

I always cherish when you are here.

\She's quiet, listening to Olwen speak. She takes a long, slow sip of her tea only to use it only barely block her red, dusted cheeks.\

You compliment so freely.. And yet it never fails to make my heart flutter. I missed this also. I missed you.

Wondrous, come, come. Tell me your favorite so I may get it started.

Nothing too particular..

\The cup is retrieved and set into Olwen's hand before she pours her own cup.\

Negotions with neighboring nations is going well, a good increase in new imports lately, and I feel healthy. Hah, I also noticed I've been scowling a bit less.

I do my best for the best of them all.

\A smug chuckle as she focuses now on taking her tea pot to pour a cup for Olwen.\

Come, sit.

Then take that ridiculous sign off your neck!

You are wanted in my company and if you so choose to accept my offer to you, you will be wanted.

Do you... Wish to be???

Fuufufu.. I wasn't aware you mentioned yourself so readily in that regard.

Please take that sign off of yourself.

Joining me for a cup, I hope.

Care to join me? I've prepared oolong.

Izumi......

Tea time.

\There was slight disappointment in their kiss ending so soon, but to hear her words and see her eager to get back to it, it caused another chuckle.

A hand moves to run fingers through her hair just above her neck, holding her there, curious for how long Kara and her could last in this lock.\

\She admired that boldness, letting her tongue take lead as she merely wrestled it back. Her own hands rest on her shoulders, comfortable.\

\An admired boldness. She chuckled into their kiss, pressing right back into it.\

\A cocky grin to match, eyeing Kara up and down.\

Then taste it.

Should I prepare you box sets of mochi then? I can have them personally delivered, so you do not have to make the trek to Othard just for a pick-up order.

Hm. Then why don't we have a tasting session? We can prepare a multitude of different flavors and we can best find your favorite.

I'd prefer to have you enjoying what you like best than settling for something.

Well then, why don't you get to know me over some tea. I'll have my subordinates prepare us some.

How do you like it?

Ah yes.. I do enjoy regaling about how much blood I must forever have poured down my back as a reminder of what I've done.

Though ever still. You are correct.

I suppose I cannot apply ordinary means to an incredible and unorthodox woman... Such is your life, I suppose.