#hi nova sorry i'm so slow but have frieren giving her a celebratory lil dinner / dessert she's v proud of her !! hope you like it!

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❛ why did you bring me here? ❜

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" ah, yes, that . " frieren muses; glancing at her apprentice calmly, then tilts her head to one side. it's true that these acts of showing her affection , as it were , were as awkward as ever, and she isn't sure whether it would dampen fern's mood to admit she had asked for shared insight with stark on a place fern might like to go .

she had passed the mage exams , as expected from frieren. not only that, serie, a mage with her mana but a large gap in terms of age and experience, maturity aside, had acknowledged her apprentice, even wanted her for herself. it was fern's choice to make , but the traveling mage could only feel her stoic, often unsmiling mouth twitch at the strange sense of warmth she felt.

was this what people so often called pride? it was only yesterday that this often moody, but steadfast girl had been quite a few inches shorter than her, her previous mentor ( and a very dear friend ) now gone from their midst save in memories . heiter would surely be proud, if not gently stroking her hair the same way frieren had learned, and committed to doing, no matter fern's age. it was . . generally, aside from gifts and little moments like this, that were her best form of expression as she continued to learn in a world now dominated by humans.

" i remembered there was another place in auberst that also had nice food. namely sweets, as you're always wanting, fern. " blunt, and to only someone who truly spent time with her, frieren may have very well sounded unfeeling. but there was affection in her voice as she idly pointed to the sign of said restaurant.

" that this one is also here after eighty years or more . . . fortunate for us, hm ? you did exactly as i expected you would, fern . this calls for a celebration of some sort, wouldn't you say ? " the elf idly , almost without even thinking about it, fern still in her mind the image of that little child, and perhaps always would be, earned her gently patting her head; albeit she was much taller now.

" i don't have all the savings to burn , but i suppose it wouldn't hurt if we picked something out, would it ? " she had gone against her clone and survived in the king's tomb ; surpassing once again, the mentor's expectations. her hand lingers in her violet hair briefly before slipping back to her side.

" stark's already inside. i wanted to surprise you, i suppose. i like to think i'm getting better at doing so. and i doubt you'd skip on sweets, right ? let's go see the menu . if the quality of where we ate before the second mage exam is any indicator, the food here will be just as good. " was her budget going to be weeping from this? probably.

but this moment wouldn't come again, would it ?

adjusting her suitcase in her hand, frieren walks ahead; waving her hand as she nears the old, timeworn door.

" let's go inside , fern . " it may not have been the most eloquent way to say i'm proud of you, but the ancient elf's actions spoke for herself.

( it wouldn't hurt to eat some sweets herself ! )