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[princess_of_ida]

Three for the gleam of a jewel or a smile.



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[princess_of_ida]

If I tire, I'll just sleep. I... haven't been doing that. Much.

[If at all. She almost said she was a bottomless well but Gilia knew that she had limits. They were hard to get to, but they were there. Nevermind that she would let herself go back to that ugly hag if it helped heal Gilia.]

[seaboard]

[ Gilia took her arm and secured it in closer as she felt herself pulled down by exhaustion again. ]

Stay right here, that is all I desire.

[ But the sincerity of her intention is ruined somewhat, by the yawn she makes a second late, exhausted and wide. ]

[princess_of_ida]

[Her arm tightened.]

Alright. I got you. [She snuggled down, pressed a kiss to Gilia.] And thanks... for still loving me.

[seaboard]

For this life, and always.

[ She whispered, so close to the edge of sleep, that only a minute later, she is gone to it again. ]