[Edelgard tilts her head in acknowledgement. Yes that made perfect sense to her, really. It was a bit of a waste to expend all the resources necessary for full scale farming for a single harvest. Yet, some would do it all the same.
Zelda's question nearly has her laughing. Nearly. Instead she slips her arm out and hooks it through the princess's, accompanying it with a warm smile.]
[A slightly crooked smile pulls on her lips in answer to Edelgard's own, still a little bashful and unsure, but hey, she's trying. At least Edelgard isn't the type to tease her about it unlike some people.
She questions her apparent taste in bonded sometimes.]
Hopefully we will have a good harvest, then. [She allows Edelgard's arm to remain hooked in her own, though she does shift a bit to consult a slip of written instructions.] We should be nearing the field they grow next to; animals do not seem to be terribly interested in them, so the bushes have been allowed to grow wild.
[Edelgard? Tease Zelda? No. Tease Hubert, Corrin, and Byleth? Absolutely yes. Zelda's different. She's softer, somehow. Sweeter, without as many edges, and she makes the Emperor feel some kind of way.]
I'll follow your lead to the patch, then. I'm looking forward to being able to taste the results.
[Her smile grows a little more confident with that, and she nods before turning her eyes back to the road. A wave of her free hand creates a small, golden orb of light that she wills forward, further illuminating the path ahead until it casts bulky shadows just beyond the property line of one of Aefenglom's farms.]
Ah, I think that is it. Come!
[Her arm slips out of Edelgard's, but only so that she can take her hand instead as she trots off the beaten path towards their target. A few purple berries peak out from under the thick, leafy shrubbery.]
I suppose someone got to the easy-to-reach ones already. [Unsurprising, given the apparent demand, but she's not one to be afraid of getting her hands a little dirty. Putting her basket to the side, Zelda kneels as she begins to rummage through the bushes.]
[Edelgard makes her way up and over as well, pausing to look into the bushes before shoving her gloved hands inside and beginning to fish around as well.]
What color were they? I am afraid I didn't get a good description, but I trust you did.
[She seemed to have a good head on her shoulders at least.]
Mm, the ripe ones are purple. If they are still red, then they are not ready to be picked yet.
[That thought leads into a quiet chuckle, buoyant in its softness. Edelgard did tell her that she doesn't have to stand on airs with her, so she feels comfortable giving voice to the silly little idea that popped into her head.]
[This... is nice, she thinks as Edelgard smiles. It's quiet and warm, and she feels at ease in a way that she doesn't allow herself often. Maybe she could afford to do this sort of thing more frequently.]
There were not many other children in the castle when I was a child. [She offers, and the pain that so often accompanies talk of her past is noticeably absent now. She drops a few berries into her basket.] So I suppose you could say I did the reverse more often than not - squirreling trinkets and things away where they would not be easily found. It was fun until my attendant found the collection of interesting pebbles and leaves I kept in the back of my closet.
[She wasn't mad, just... lamenting that time had conspired to give her the tomboy princess to take care of, of all things.]
[Edelgard keeps up her smile, gentle, bright, and really at peace. She doesn't experience this kind of thing often, and in more ways than one she feels that time with Zelda is a step towards having a normal life. Not that she'll ever truly have the opportunity, but this is as close as she can get like as not.]
Were you a bit of a troublemaker for your caregivers, Zelda?
I certainly did not have the patience that I do now for studies and etiquette and the like. I much preferred running around the gardens and playing in the fountains. [Normally, she would never admit so much, but there's an odd but pleasant bubbly feeling fluttering in her chest, and Edelgard isn't the type to gossip behind her back, anyway. Still, she leans over a little, index finger held over her lips with an almost playful sparkle to her eyes.] But that is our secret, all right?
[Edelgard laughs and leans closer, putting a hand around Zelda's waist and giving her a quick hug. It just feels...natural...to do that now. They've spent months getting to know one another, and this is just the right kind of moment.]
[Zelda laughs - a quiet, airy sound, but also genuine one - as she leans into Edelgard's casual affection. Goddesses, this is nice, not worrying about the big picture problems for a fleeting moment, the weight of her guilt and perceived inadequacies feeling a little less heavy here in the fields.]
Really? You had me fooled. You are so well spoken, intelligent, and diligent; I imagine most would have pictured you to be the model student, eagerly devouring everything that interests her.
Oh, I was diligent and, I certainly was a model student. But I would also sneak out into the gardens after my lessons, and get into trouble.
[In the time before her trauma, at least. She hasn't, and doesn't, really intend to share that with Zelda right now if ever though. Her memories are spotty at best, anyway.]
If you don't believe me, Byleth, one of my Academy professors, is currently in Aefenglom.
Oh! Yes, I recall briefly meeting Lady Byleth before, though she introduced herself as your general rather than your professor.
[Admittedly, she finds it difficult to picture how an academy professor gets a promotion to army general, but it's not something she bothers with stewing over for the moment.]
While I am glad you have such a close friend from home in the city now, I still think I would prefer to hear of your misadventures directly from the source. [... She likes hanging out with Edelgard, what can she say.]
Oh, she is my general. High Marshall, the leader of my military forces. But before that, she was my professor. At the Garreg Mach Military Academy, she taught strategy and combat.
[And she was very good at it.]
There's not much truly exciting to tell though. I was like any rambunctious child, doubtless not all that different from yourself.
Perhaps they are stories I would find familiar, but they are still stories I would like to hear someday, simply because they are yours.
[And perhaps those words are a bit more honest and affectionate than she'd typically allow for, but she is content, and in this moment her heart feels mostly at ease. She leans over to reach a little deeper into the berry bush.]
We can talk about something else, though, if you like. I will not pry.
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Zelda's question nearly has her laughing. Nearly. Instead she slips her arm out and hooks it through the princess's, accompanying it with a warm smile.]
Of course I would. I'd like nothing more.
[Indulgences are allowed, Zelda.]
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She questions her apparent taste in bonded sometimes.]
Hopefully we will have a good harvest, then. [She allows Edelgard's arm to remain hooked in her own, though she does shift a bit to consult a slip of written instructions.] We should be nearing the field they grow next to; animals do not seem to be terribly interested in them, so the bushes have been allowed to grow wild.
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[Edelgard? Tease Zelda? No. Tease Hubert, Corrin, and Byleth? Absolutely yes. Zelda's different. She's softer, somehow. Sweeter, without as many edges, and she makes the Emperor feel some kind of way.]
I'll follow your lead to the patch, then. I'm looking forward to being able to taste the results.
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Ah, I think that is it. Come!
[Her arm slips out of Edelgard's, but only so that she can take her hand instead as she trots off the beaten path towards their target. A few purple berries peak out from under the thick, leafy shrubbery.]
I suppose someone got to the easy-to-reach ones already. [Unsurprising, given the apparent demand, but she's not one to be afraid of getting her hands a little dirty. Putting her basket to the side, Zelda kneels as she begins to rummage through the bushes.]
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[Edelgard makes her way up and over as well, pausing to look into the bushes before shoving her gloved hands inside and beginning to fish around as well.]
What color were they? I am afraid I didn't get a good description, but I trust you did.
[She seemed to have a good head on her shoulders at least.]
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[That thought leads into a quiet chuckle, buoyant in its softness. Edelgard did tell her that she doesn't have to stand on airs with her, so she feels comfortable giving voice to the silly little idea that popped into her head.]
A bit like a scavenger hunt of sorts, hm?
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[Edelgard flashes a smile and starts holding some branches out of the way, beginning to pick through.]
A scavenger hunt sounds lovely. I haven't done that since I was very young.
[At least, she assumes she hasn't.]
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There were not many other children in the castle when I was a child. [She offers, and the pain that so often accompanies talk of her past is noticeably absent now. She drops a few berries into her basket.] So I suppose you could say I did the reverse more often than not - squirreling trinkets and things away where they would not be easily found. It was fun until my attendant found the collection of interesting pebbles and leaves I kept in the back of my closet.
[She wasn't mad, just... lamenting that time had conspired to give her the tomboy princess to take care of, of all things.]
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[Edelgard keeps up her smile, gentle, bright, and really at peace. She doesn't experience this kind of thing often, and in more ways than one she feels that time with Zelda is a step towards having a normal life. Not that she'll ever truly have the opportunity, but this is as close as she can get like as not.]
Were you a bit of a troublemaker for your caregivers, Zelda?
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I certainly did not have the patience that I do now for studies and etiquette and the like. I much preferred running around the gardens and playing in the fountains. [Normally, she would never admit so much, but there's an odd but pleasant bubbly feeling fluttering in her chest, and Edelgard isn't the type to gossip behind her back, anyway. Still, she leans over a little, index finger held over her lips with an almost playful sparkle to her eyes.] But that is our secret, all right?
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Of course, Zelda.
[She looks over with a smile.]
I was much the same, you know.
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Really? You had me fooled. You are so well spoken, intelligent, and diligent; I imagine most would have pictured you to be the model student, eagerly devouring everything that interests her.
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[In the time before her trauma, at least. She hasn't, and doesn't, really intend to share that with Zelda right now if ever though. Her memories are spotty at best, anyway.]
If you don't believe me, Byleth, one of my Academy professors, is currently in Aefenglom.
... i thought i answered this i am so sorry
[Admittedly, she finds it difficult to picture how an academy professor gets a promotion to army general, but it's not something she bothers with stewing over for the moment.]
While I am glad you have such a close friend from home in the city now, I still think I would prefer to hear of your misadventures directly from the source. [... She likes hanging out with Edelgard, what can she say.]
it's okay
[And she was very good at it.]
There's not much truly exciting to tell though. I was like any rambunctious child, doubtless not all that different from yourself.
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[And perhaps those words are a bit more honest and affectionate than she'd typically allow for, but she is content, and in this moment her heart feels mostly at ease. She leans over to reach a little deeper into the berry bush.]
We can talk about something else, though, if you like. I will not pry.