"I never doubted you'd say that..." she chuckled. "So I'm the only one?" She looked in the mirror again and touched her forehead. "Could you erase my vallaslin? I don't want anything to connect me to evanuris. And the clan that would care about that no longer exists."

*stares silently*

"I only recently realized that I've been wearing Dirthamen's mark all this time... but I don't belong to him." She leaned back in his arms, turning her head slightly. "I was curious... did you have a mark for your... followers?"

"Thank you, dear." She kisses you on the cheek

"Fair. But now I can lift her and I like it"

"Even taller then me" she chuckles

"I'm not trying to distract you, I'm genuinely glad to see you."

"Oh, you're so cute when you look at me like that, Hanna." She smiles a little wickedly and hugs you while the tentacle cheats discreetly

// pretty!! 🥰🥰🥰🥰

A gap opens before him for a moment, and his gold falls out.
Bell in the house grumbles irritably and bakes more rolls, promising to kick Bellara when they meet.

"Well, that was just luck. It's unlikely to happen again." She grins.

"Hm... didn't notice before, but that's me here too? Odd."

"I guess I should tell my unblighted version to cook more often. And it's strange that the traps didn't work."

She opens her mouth. Closes it. Sighs and starts cooking again, muttering something obscene under her breath.