Part 22 - The road to Derindin
Eilieen laughs with delight, clapping her hands together; this is what she lives for, to put smiles upon faces. Not humor, no; she fails miserably in that category. Rather, smiles that reflect a love of life are her calling.
Could she do this for all, she would give up everything.
"Glorious!" the priestess concludes. "I should have done this ages ago...unsurprisingly, you look splendid, Erista!" A smile is shot to Colwyn, next. "Indeed she does, and the food is ready, my friend. Enjoy as you will." That said with a wave of the hand toward where breakfast, now cooked, awaits.
A glance toward Aarnr dims her ebullience, though, and she ponders his expression. It seems...more fierce than usual. Glowering, even. Is it something she said? "In any case," Eilieen continues, "I shall ensure things do not fall into such disrepair in the future." An errant thought pulls another laugh from the pale woman. "A reason to keep me well, I suppose," she muses.