Sah
Sah smiles fondly as Soleil sits, and his smile grows at her admiration of his work, "Thank you, little sun." She tries it on and it's a relief to see that it fits. It looks good on her, and Soleil's shock has him chuckling, "Yes." Rhetorical or not, the Wild Thunder can never not answer a question from his daughter.
Solei's eyes grow misty and Sah feels a pang of panic before he has an armful of thankful pup. "Oh, my little sun, of course." He tightens his arms around her, nuzzling his cheek on the top of her head, "I'm so glad that you like it." It warms him that she appreciates his effort and a source of pride that Soleil catches the underlying meaning behind the gesture. His clever daughter.
Solei's eyes grow misty and Sah feels a pang of panic before he has an armful of thankful pup. "Oh, my little sun, of course." He tightens his arms around her, nuzzling his cheek on the top of her head, "I'm so glad that you like it." It warms him that she appreciates his effort and a source of pride that Soleil catches the underlying meaning behind the gesture. His clever daughter.
To lead is to love,
To rule is to serve
To rule is to serve
