Empress PoV
"Is this to become a ritual with you now, my love? Can I expect to find you here, every single day from now? Here in this spot at dusk? With the same brooding expression, the same stench of charcoal filling the air around you?"
I let out a long sigh as Igna approached me, the Dragon giving me a rather exasperated look as she moved over to my side, her words clashing with her actions as she laid her hand on top of mine, giving it a squeeze as she turned her head towards the south, 'looking' at the vast lands of our Empire with me.
"I suppose it has become a ritual of sorts, Igna. As it should be, all things considered. It's... comforting. Helps me feel like there is something I can... see. Of Fen. Of Leone."
