Mmmmmm what a good orf. A good kissable delightable orf.

She is having so much fun being his delightable orf!

It's a really good thing they've got going on here!!!

And for the foreseeable future the orf will not tire of exploring the pretty and being delighted in various ways and singing to her baby.

There is a lot of pretty castle to explore. Serik feeds his spell and delights his orf and consults with his daughter about spell design and delights his orf and conjures nests for the baby whenever he happens to need to put the baby down and delights his orf and delights his orf and delights his orf.

One day he says, "Iri thinks she's got something for making sure we can't be dragged into hallucinations or have our memories messed with or whatever, so I'm gonna build it. Might take me a few days." Kiss. "I'll be a lot more boring than usual but I guess you can still read my mind if you want to watch me play with magic."

It's fun! she assures him. It's so different from songs.

Smile. Kiss. "I love you."

And he curls up in bed and spends three days straight, without breaks for food or sleep or anything else, wrestling a huge chunk of power into the right shape to be a clever efficient extensible comprehensive mental defense spell.

When he finishes building it, his mind disappears for ten seconds until he lets her see it again. It's nice that his orf can read his mind! He would not want to give that up!

Awwww you're sweet.

It wouldn't be nearly so easy to find new ways to delight you if you couldn't just comment on whatever happens to cross my mind!

Like, oh, he bets they didn't have ice skating in Angband, maybe he could take her ice skating sometime.

Oh gosh that sounds amazing.

See?

He turns into a breeze and finds her and scoops her up and hugs her.

Whee! Scooping!

Mmmm best coziest cuddliest orf. Kiss.

"And now I should really go sleep," he yawns. "See you."

And he kisses her again and puts her down and breezes away.

Leaving her to pleasantly anticipate ice skating and roam around and snuggle and sing to her baby and taste food and peer at books she can't read yet and nap in the garden instead of a guest room just 'cause why not!

And then he wakes up and goes and tortures a swan for a while because he really shouldn't leave it any longer, and then he goes and finds his orf where she is napping in the garden and awws at her but doesn't wake her up, and flies off to remodel an uninhabited section of his mountain into a nice big frozen lake for ice skating on.

She yawns awake a bit later and makes the baby a flower garland.

Meanwhile Serik has gotten distracted by ice sculpture! He is turning one end of the new lake into a miniature city.

Wander wander food nom nom. I can tell sorta where you are but not how to get there! she says when the nom is over.

I can come get you!

He finishes the latest ice castle and breezes around the mountain back to his actual castle.

Here is his orf, her baby industriously chewing a hard caramel.

Awww. Scoop.

"Want to go ice skating?"

Yes I do!

So he whisks them both away to the new lake and makes a cozy nest for the baby and ice skates and winter coats for himself and Beka. Skating!!

Oooh her coat is fluffy. Skating is new! She falls down! She gradually stops falling down! She fiddles with her balance song to make it apply to skating!

Serik does not need a balance song to skate. Serik is three thousand years old and has spent a not-insignificant fraction of that time skating. He is pretty good at it by now. Whee!