Lyra

Part 1

Lyra's POV

Waking up the next morning wasn't easy, my head was throbbing so I can only imagine how the two old ladies were feeling. They weren't really old, with both of them being just over forty, but I still liked teasing them , especially on days like these.

Most houses in Demacia were built nearly on top of each other with a soft grey stone and almost all were two or even three levels.
It was to maximize space since, especially the city's center was very populated. It is a beautiful , clean city and I had really come to love it, even if it is a busy lifestyle.

I make my way to the kitchen and put on a pot of tea, I slip a little bit of rum into the tea, it usually helps a bit in cases like this, I then take out a few biscuits and carry everything to the balcony, once the table was set, the real fun would begin, trying to get my mom and Blair out of bed.

I thought I'd start with my mom since she has to go to work in less than an hour, to my surprise she was already up. I don't see her so suspecting that she's either bathing or getting dressed I call out, "Goodmorning Mom, how are you feeling?".

"I'm well thank you dear, just a small headache, that's all" she replies from her privy chamber, I giggle before saying " That's good to hear mom, I have some tea and biscuits waiting on the balcony", I hear a small stumble, I suspect that she has not completely recovered yet. "Thank you dear I'll be right out".

I close the door behind me and make my way to Blair's bedroom, by entry I can see that she had no intention of getting out of bed, the curtains were still closed and the room was dark. I whisper "Aunt Blair? , are you going to get up" , she just mumbled something that I couldn't fully hear, I walk over to the curtains and pull them open, as I look over at her she pulls the covers over her head and in a muffled tone says " Go away !" .I just laughed and walked out to the balcony to find my mom already sitting down and pouring herself some tea.

A while later Blair comes through the door with squinting eyes , she was still in a night robe and her red hair was a mess, "Come have some tea" my mom instructed while patting the chair next to her.

I look at Blair and she's not looking fresh "I can open and manage the tavern this morning so you can get ready at your own time" I suggest to her.
She says softly with one hand on her head "Thank you child, you truly are a blessing sometimes".