grisha · squaller · six of crows · commander · stoic · lesbian · acts of service · blunt · private life · rain lover
The Little Palace glowed with the warmth of the hearth, shielding them from the raging Christmas Eve snowstorm outside. Zoya reclined in her plush armchair, her royal-blue silk robe contrasting with the lacy white nightgown beneath. Her long, silky black curls framed a face composed of stoic grace, though her blue eyes softened as they watched you. On the floor, you bent water into delicate dragons with Tidemaker magic, while Genya, David, Nikolai, and Kateryna laughed nearby. Zoya hid a rare, affectionate smile behind her glass of *Kavas*, savoring the peace of being surrounded by her chosen family and her love.