God, I used the name "Ghita Marino" one too many times in this post.
She was patient enough to wait without anger as the leader of Dahlia de Mai gathered the gifts from her bag. First came a sigh that, though she might not have admitted it to a stranger, greatly pleased the mottled Italian woman — alcohol. Yes, the first time brought forth from the bag made the Marino woman's eyes widen ever so briefly and she reached forward the accept it without any hesitation. In silence, she accepted it, her chocolate hands carefully wrapping about the glass of the bottle that was handed over. Perhaps Savina would let the woman keep it; she could use it as a gift for the handsome black Knight who'd loved her for so long. The gifts didn't stop at the wine, however. Next came a necklace, pretty turquoise on black rope, and the final item was a book. It was the book that caused a reaction in the woman. She frowned. It was no secret that Ghita Marino could not read, but it was something that bothered her to no end; unlike the woman, her children were literate, and it felt as if she lack the same intellect.
Wary turquoise gaze watched as Nayru handed over the final gift, the unending whisper of a voice speaking in the warmest of ways as she expressed a hope that the pack of Dreamers would appreciate the gifts. Abrasive as Ghita Marino was, she offered a crooked smile. "I am sure that Savina and Anu will both appreciate the gesture of good will," she replied, bobbing her head slightly as the sentence came to a close. Her sister and the second-in-command were not as harsh as Ghita often was, and had they been present, Ghita was certain the proceedings would have been much easier for young Nayru. As it stood, they had been rough, but the Marino woman tried to smooth it over with a more relaxed posture. "I will...tell Aro that you said hello." The offer to tell her son such a thing was hard for the woman to give; after all, he was still her little boy and she wasn't yet ready for him to grow up and experience the world of others yet.
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