Kyariste moved slowly through the streets. She had spent the morning baking bread, since she was not expected to teach at the Temple until that evening. The bread had been given out to children studying at the Temple, for the most part. A small loaf was tucked inside a basket, along with some fresh fruits. Alysia was skipping merrily at her side, a small Thanati doll swinging in her grasp. Kya smiled faintly at her daughter, the child was her greatest treasure, a gift from Inima, to be sure. It had been Alysia's idea to surprise Papa with the fresh lunch.
Of course, there was the problem of finding Papa. They had been wandering about for nearly an hour, trying to luck out and stumble upon him. Kyariste generally did not like to bother her husband while he was working. She held great respect for the brave warriors that kept the order and peace of their sacred home. Still, keeping her dearest warrior strong and well-fed was very important too. She smiled thinking of her husband. When she had first married him she'd known very little about him. Her father had choosen him for her, and her father had been a wise man and choosen well. Ranvir was a good, faithful man and a devoted husband and father. She felt Inima had blessed her life.
Suddenly Alysia cried out in childish glee. "Papa! Papa!" She squealed in delight, running as fast as her little legs and slightly wobbly steps would carry her. Kyariste smiled at her daughter as she follwed at a much more dignified pace. As soon as Alysia reached Ranvir, she lifted her arms to him. "Up, Papa, up!" The adoration was obvious on the little girl's face.
A loving expression was on Kya's face as she approached the pair. She loved to see how loving her family was, to know that there was great love in her household. "Afternoon, my husband. Our little one wished to surprise you with a fine lunch of fresh bread and fruits."
"I helped!" Alysia pipped up proudly.
