𝓢𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓶𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓼 | 𝔸𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕩 ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣

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Y/N had noticed last night after watering her flowers... Those flowers on her doorstep weren't from Keaya, Keaya would always write in blue writing and put his name at the end of the note. And it'd be some silly joke not some poem like this;

"Your wings of pride are what make you fly
The golden aura around you stings my eyes
My lyre can not make you a song
For you are too beautiful for my life of wrong"

Keaya would never write something as sweet as that, and he didn't even own a lyre. He would've told her by now if he had feelings for her, he was very honest to her about anything, so this poem twisted her mind.

Y/N's heart fluttered each time she thought of the bouquet of flowers. She'd fangirl and drop onto her bed eachtime she saw them on the shelf in her room. In fact she was in one of those moments currently. "Ugh! It's so cute!" She squeeled. "Who could've written that?!" She kicked her feet against her bed and gripped her pillow hard.

Her door knocked. It could be the person to give her the flowers, it could be Aether...

Wait why was Aether ever an option in my mind?

Anyway, it could be Amber, Keaya, or really anyone. Y/N bolted down the stairs almost tripping down 3 steps, dodged some of her furniture, and opened her door. It was Diona.

"Hey Y/N! I came here for some of your famous veggie soup!" Diona was probably the most mature 12 year old she's ever met. She had a vision, was a bartender, and knew how to correctly talk to adults. She was a close friend to you, as were lots of your other friends, which was only Keaya and Diluc. Y/N wasn't that social of a person, but somehow, most of the town knew about the girl with the most delicious veggie soup in all of Mondstadt.

"Of course Diona!" Y/N gave Diona some crackers to munch on while she waited. The gardener then walked into her garden and took a few carrots, tomatos, radishes, and one pepper. With the objects in hand, she walked back into her house and placed the vegetables on the counter and lit a small fire in the kitchen fire place. She put a pot of water above it and added spices and ingredients as time went on.

"Y/N!" Diona called out and ran into the kitchen. Diona was moving her feet fast in place and her hands were antsy by her sides. "Where's the bathroom again?" Y/N gave one more stir to the soup and smiled at the child.

"If you go up the stairs, it's the first door you see" Y/N pet the girls ears and sent her off to the bathroom. During the time Diona was in the bathroom, she couldn't stop thinking about the bouquet of flowers. She didn't even know anyone who plays a lyre, except Barbados. But Barbados would never give her a bouquet, he's a god, he doesn't have the patience for her. Y/N laughed at the silly thought. Maybe it was a figure if speech? A play on words? An exaggeration of some sorts? She'd never figure it out.

"Thanks for letting me use the bathroom!" Diona yelled from the bottom of the stairs.

"No problem Diona!" Y/N sometimes forgot Diona wasn't her child. She had always taken care of the small girl for Diona's whole life. Draff wasn't that good of a father, and Diona showed you why he wasn't. He'd drink and drink. She felt so bad. She wanted to take her as one of her own, but if Draff wouldn't allow it, it was impossible. Y/N has talked to Draff about it before, and all he did was yell, yell, yell.

"Y/N! You should totally come visit me at my house! You can teach my dad how to make your veggie soup!" Y/N cringed. No way was she going to talk to Draff.

"Sorry Diona, me and your dad aren't that good of friends" Y/N said and started to take a ladle and scoop your soup into a bowl.

"Aw man! I was so excited" Y/N sulked at the 12 year olds words. She had let the child she had taken care of for so long. Y/N and Diona's her mother were such good friends. Then when the mother passed away, Y/N started to take care of Diona, Draff then got mad at her and yelled to back off. As Diona got older however, at the age of 6 she thought Y/N was her mother. That was not the case. She had to break the news to the kid which really let her down.

Y/N walked into the living room, seeing Diona sitting patiently on the couch for her meal. "Here Diona" She handed Diona a bowl along with a spoon. Diona basically lit up like a firework and grabbed the bowl right out her hands. Steam rose above the bowl. Diona took a big whiff of the soup and smiled wide.

"Mmmm! Smells super good!" Even know and then, Diona would slip out a "mom" or "mommy" when talking to Y/N.

"Ok Diona! So how was your day?"

[♡]

"Did the bait work?" The girl took a sip of her drink.

"I'm not sure princess"

"It should, he needs to focus on me and not some weird girl"

"Yes princess"

"Make sure you send something better next time"

"Of course Princess"

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Hey everyone! Author here! Hope you're enjoying the story! I want you guys to comment right here who you think the letter was from? Who were those last two people talking? Please answer! I wanna hear you guy's ideas about this book!

Love you all!