[All in all, Modranicht isn't entirely unlike Satinalia back home, and Dorian has found himself enjoying the festivities that have cropped up throughout the city despite their circumstances. Gifts, of course, were a vital part of either holiday, but being in such close quarters with Brennan at all times meant that there was little to be done with regards to hiding things or keeping them a surprise— fortunately, the gift Dorian had sought out wasn't particularly large, and so the physical act of keeping it secreted away wasn't as difficult as it might have been.
Forcing himself to wait until the first night of Modranicht itself arrived, however, was significantly harder.
Somehow, he manages, and it's shortly after dinner that he approaches Brennan in cozy sitting room of the cottage they've claimed for themselves, a bottle in one hand and two glasses in the other.]
Perhaps a bit small-scale for Satinalia, but it will do, don't you think?
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Forcing himself to wait until the first night of Modranicht itself arrived, however, was significantly harder.
Somehow, he manages, and it's shortly after dinner that he approaches Brennan in cozy sitting room of the cottage they've claimed for themselves, a bottle in one hand and two glasses in the other.]
Perhaps a bit small-scale for Satinalia, but it will do, don't you think?