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livingonmyown · 2 years

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Happy Birthday @craiteys !!! 🥳 I hope all your birthday wishes and dreams come true.

Here is a little gift-fic for your birthday 🎁 Inspired by your lovely Cirillach fic ‘I Give You My Heart’ - hope you like it 😉

The moon was high in the sky when he wakes. Its shining through the open windows of their small cottage in Toussaint, illuminating the cozy bedroom. The moonlight catches Avallac’h’s attention, but before he fully opens his eyes, he feels a tiny, clammy finger on his lower lip, and he smiles gently, recognizing the touch immediately. It is his precious luned, the fruit of love and passion that he shares with his beloved Zireael, his firstborn daughter - Evalina Espane aep Cirilla Fiona Elen Riannon.

He opens his aquamarine eyes slowly only to meet pair of huge almond-shaped emerald eyes of his daughter looking at him playfully as she giggles, poking her little finger into Avallac’h’s mouth again.

‘Ceadmil elaine luned’, the elf says quietly, mindful of not waking up Ciri, who was sleeping blissfully with her head pillowed on Avallac’h’s shoulder, with their daughter sandwiched between them. Avallac’h could always tell Ciri's varying degrees of exhaustion, and he knew she needs a proper rest after her last witcher contract on Nekkers.

His daughter, however, doesn't share her father's thoughts and relentlessly continues kicking her legs, and Avallac’h sighs in defeat. ‘Like mother, like daughter’, he murmurs to himself, unsuccessfully trying to calm his daughter's night zeal. But the little one, just like her mother, doesn’t take no for an answer, and instead of calming down, she props herself up on her knees in a playful manner and presses her little finger to Ciri’s lips.

‘Mamma!’

‘Shh, caelm’, Avallac’h whispers, bringing her closer to his chest, and kissing the top of her head, surrounded by ashblond locks that look like a halo. Although Avallac’h knows that despite his daughter's angelic looks she can be a little devil just like her mom. Hen ichear in her veins is fiery, but it also warms Avallac’h’s heart. ‘Mamma’s sleeping’, he explains gently, but Evalina just like Ciri never gives up, and protests loudly and the elf feels the curl of Ciri’s lips against his shoulder.

‘She gets that from you', Avallac’h thinks and Ciri’s smile widens. Evalina snatches the moment and presses her head between Ciri’s breasts and Avallac’h can hear in his head Ciri’s reply, ‘She gets that from you!’

Avallac’h chuckles, a low rumble that makes Ciri’s heart beat faster and prompts Evalina to join her father with joyous giggles.

‘I see that both of you decided to interrupt my beauty sleep’, Ciri tries to sound accusatory, but she can feel nothing else except happiness and fulfilment.

‘Mamma, Dada!’, Evalina babbles delightfully, and Avallac’h chuckles again before he lovingly kisses his Swallow and Ciri realizes that she might be the luckiest person in the whole world to fall asleep with her own little family by her side.

#happy birthday craiteys #cirillach #birthday fic #ciri x avallac'h #avallac'h #ciri

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