Layla's breath hitched at his smile and she couldn't help giving one of her own. It was good to see him with an expression that wasn't one of sorrow. "You have a b-beaitiful smile. You should do it more often." She said softly. Her cheeks warmed at the admission and she hurriedly made her way from the carriage before he could see it.
Crystal blue eyes widened as she took in the vast city of Eli'ak and a wave of nostalgia hit her hard. The vast colors and smells were nothing like how they were in D'treoh, the people here seemed happier. It had been so long since she had seen it and tears almost clouded her vision. She scrubbed them away, scolding herself for being so sentimental over something as simple as seeing her home city again.
"Where to first, milord?" She wondered.
