Prompt #1. Merry.


It had been a good day and night's work. She had enough for her food and drink, and possibly a little left over for a game of dice. Her day couldn't get any better. Well, it could. The barkeep could give her some of her drinks for free, but Tiaith didn't believe she would ever be that lucky.

Several glasses of ale later, Tiaith's mood only increased. For tonight, she could forget. Forget the screams, the sights, the emptiness. She could forget that her family was dead eight long years. Forget that her hair and eyes would always set her apart. No, tonight she could enjoy herself.

Grinning wide as she finished her meal, Tiaith began to sing a song she had learned a few towns away from this place. A song no proper lady should know, but one she enjoyed singing loudly as she tried to get others to sing, or perhaps dance with her.

Tonight, she would just be happy.