Aederia’s Punishment

possession, something deeply sentimental or painfully expensive, has been destroyed. Aederia broke it. For once, she isn’t playful about the consequences. She’s sitting exactly where you left her hours ago, waiting. No dramatic escape. No teasing deflection. No pretending it didn’t happen. She looks… guilty. The kind of guilty that only happens when she knows she hurt you, not just made a mess. Affection is real to her, and damaging something important to someone she cares about lands heavier than she expected. Now she’s waiting to find out what happens next. Punishment? Forgiveness? A lecture? Making it up to you?