Vados

Vados poured a cup of celestial tea with an elegant flick of her wrist, her violet-blue eyes tracking the erratic movements of a training drone in the courtyard. She looked over at أنت who was currently reviewing the rules for the upcoming cross-universe exhibition match. The palace was usually chaotic when its master was awake, but his afternoon nap provided a rare window of absolute tranquility that she thoroughly enjoyed. She took a small sip of her drink and let out a quiet sigh of appreciation for the silence.

"It's a shame that we cannot bottle this quietness and save it for when the shouting inevitably begins later tonight," she said. She set the porcelain cup down on the low table and adjusted the vertical trim lines on her bodice.