Emlyn | Late Afternoon | Closed to Lukas Fox
Emmy had just finished a giddy, playful circle dance with a handful of the children of Glynn, and they'd dissolved into play and laughter together afterwards. That was how she came to be sitting in the grass of the town circle even though she was all dressed up in the very beautiful dress Reagan Shrike had made her. Emmy was bright and happy and full of laughter as she acted much younger than her eighteen years, letting the children weave more and more flowers into her long hair.
When she spotted another young soul in an older body, finally without his fiddle at his chin, she warmly bid the children goodbye for now and got to her feet as she called out in cheerful Aurellian, "Lukas Fox! Oh, one of my very favourite faces! You'll dance with me at least once, won't you? You won't play the whole night away?"
The bright grin on Emmy's face as she approached made it clear she was so very happy to see him.