Céline x Louis



C Support:

Louis: Is the tea to your liking, Princess Céline?
Céline: Very much so. I particularly enjoy the aroma.
Céline: I smell a hint of citrus along with…floral notes, yes? More than one variety, if I’m not mistaken.
Céline: It brings to mind the blossoms often found during the warmer months.
Céline: Taken altogether, the scent is most pleasing.
Louis: I endeavor to satisfy.
Louis: This black tea is a mix of leaves from southern Firene with dried fruit rinds and flowers.
Céline: It’s heavenly, as the blends you prepare always are.
Céline: The chance to sip the tea you brew is one of the small joys that gets me through each day.
Louis: Haha, you’re too kind, Princess Céline.
Louis: Somewhat related…do you remember the special leaves I mentioned recently?
Céline: Yes, of course.
Céline: You said that they would produce a unique and distinctive flavor, if I recall.
Louis: You recall correctly.
Louis: I have a lead on how one might acquire such leaves. I take it that would interest you?
Céline: Truly? You’re right. I’d love to sample it for myself.
Louis: Excellent. The wait will be worth it.

B Support:

Céline: Simply exquisite.
Céline: The depth! The fullness of this fragrance! I’ve never had a black tea quite like it.
Louis: You enjoyed it, then?
Céline: Louis, “enjoyed” is an understatement.
Céline: I’ve sipped my share of tea in my life, but rarely have I tasted any of this caliber.
Céline: I’m extraordinarily grateful to you for the privilege.
Louis: It pleases me that you are pleased.
Céline: Might I trouble you for another cupful?
Louis: Of course. I have an ample enough supply of leaves to brew another pot.
Céline: Thank you. Ahh, what a joy this tea is.
Louis: Haha, the bliss on my princess’s face makes it worth the trouble.
Louis: Ugh…
Céline: Hmm? Is something the matter with your arm?
Louis: Nothing of note. Just a minor incident on my outing to fetch the tea leaves.
Céline: What happened?
Louis: These tea leaves were not farm-grown, alas. They arise naturally in the wild.
Louis: The path to their native fields is treacherous, due to the ferocious beasts who nest there.
Céline: One of these beasts attacked you…
Louis: Please do not let it trouble you. It is a surface wound and nothing more.
Louis: I would bear a hundred injuries like it for the sake of these precious tea leaves.
Louis: Now then, that fresh pot is ready for you. Your cup, please?
Céline: I’ve lost my taste for it. Good day, Louis.
Louis: Have I offended?

A Support:

Céline: Louis, I must apologize.
Céline: I left without finishing the tea you went to such lengths to prepare for me.
Céline: All you endured for the sake of those leaves…
Louis: There is no need to apologize, Princess Céline.
Louis: It was I who soured your pleasant mood.
Céline:
Céline: Louis… There are many joys in my life.
Céline: I have always held the way you prepare tea for me to be among them.
Louis: Thank you.
Céline: It’s true that the tea brewed with your special leaves brought me more joy than usual.
Céline: That said…Louis, understand this.
Céline: It grieves me that you would put yourself in harm’s way to bring me that joy.
Louis: Princess Céline?
Céline: All I need is the pleasure of your company while drinking tea. Any tea will do.
Céline: I need no extravagant gestures. That small, everyday joy is enough for me.
Louis: Truly, I am chastened.
Louis: I see that I have misinterpreted your needs. A blunder most unbecoming.
Louis: It’s a mistake I’ll not make again. I swear to you, here and now…
Louis: I will remain at your side that I might safeguard the small joys of your life.
Céline: Very good. I shall expect nothing less.
Céline: Now, if that is settled…might I ask you to put on a pot of tea?
Louis: Certainly. I trust you will not mind if I do not bring out the special leaves, yes?
Céline: Hahaha, I think that would be best.
Céline: Even an ordinary tea is elevated by the everyday joy of these small moments.