Theme: Love is in the Air.
This is a follow-up to [Sept21] Tribble Month 8: An Offending Photo.
“Myrial’s duplication spells are something else, aren’t they?” Bolortseseg giggled.
“They are.” Tymon leaned his head against hers. “I can see a reason why her people are called Archivists by anyone who can’t pronounce Heyiadl properly.”
“Glad you like them.” I piped up, grinning.
The two jumped apart, looking like two teenagers caught doing something unsavory.
“Myrial!” Tymon exclaimed. “I didn’t notice you there.”
I rolled my eyes. “Of course you didn’t. You were too busy savoring both the memory brought up by that photo and Bolortseseg’s presence.”
Tymon stuttered something that tried to resemble a protest, but the blush on the pair’s cheeks said more than enough.
I snorted. “Just try not to be too handsy when you’re not certain there’s no one else present.”
They both nodded.
I grinned. “Good. Now carry on, I’ll see myself out.”