Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20171022125250/@comment-26288702-20171023032307

(Ibs) With a smile and a giggle, Imperia places a hand on Partha's wing and moves it gently aside so her face is visible. "Partha, if you want to make this up to me, smile. Smile as you did before. Smile as bright as the sun. Be happy. Yes, I liked that dress, but I was more happy to see you having fun." Imperia lens in, her voice as gentle as a mother's.

"Please smile. Do not fret over this trivial matter. It was just a dress. I'd rather lose a dress than see you cry. Please smile Partha."