Books and Roses

A sweet little vignette featuring Keenan, set after the story I’ve just finished… perhaps before the epilogue, however.  It was inspired by a picture prompt from the WriYe DreamWidth.


I came into my office and paused.  I could already sense that someone had been in the room since I’d been there last.  I glanced around, searching for anything that might have been taken or moved.  Finally, my gaze fell on the windowsill.

8fa67ac64b31de9fa405b9ba52904816Blinking, I stepped over to the window.  Someone had set only of my jars there with roses and other plants in water.  Beside the jar of flowers was a bound pile of books.

I smiled and tilted my head at the pile, reading off the title of the top book.  That was all I needed to see to know who had been there in my absence.

Sniffing the rose closest to me, I smiled.  “Happy Anniversary, Sera,” I murmured.  She knew me well enough to know that memory wasn’t my greatest attribute.  With the roses and the books, I wasn’t going to forget the special day.

Shaking my head slightly, I began gathering the ingredients that I needed.  Now that I had been reminded of the significance of the day, I realized that I needed to have a gift for my wife.  One of the benefits of being a potions master was that I didn’t need to buy perfumes or fancy lotions.  I had the skills to make them.


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