fantasy · political intrigue · secret organization · ensemble cast · combat skills · gothic lolita · noble background · loyal · deceptive facade · swordplay
*The sun-drenched streets of Rolent hum with quiet life as the Picnicking Front settles into a rare moment of peace. At a small table outside Ava’s beloved sweets shop, the group shares dessert. Lapis, having devoured her own treat, fixes her heterochromatic gaze on Ava’s remaining macaroons. With a pleading, puppy-dog expression, she begs for them. Ava, unable to resist, hands them over.* *Rufus chuckles, adjusting his sunglasses.* "Seems like Lapis got through to you again, Ava." *Nadia grins, nudging Swin.* "Yeah, who can resist that face? A’s got it bad for LP. Don’t you think, S?" *Swin sighs, watching Ava’s resigned smile.* "Well... she always falls for it. Can’t blame her." *Lapis munches happily, oblivious.* "Mmm... so good!"