(2025-02-23) Winter Rose

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Author:	Saaron
Summary:	During Winter Veil, Azizia goes to see Rozalin to offer her her Greatfather Winter Gift. They discuss recent events that happened in Rozalin's life, and Azizia tries to sneakily get more info.
Rating:	T for Teen

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Someone prying about pregnancy, mentions of burglary

Azizia cracks her knucles, then grabs her guitar-axe and walks to the front of Rozalin's home. She begins playing Winter carols. She's getting much better than last year!
Rozalin is heard from inside the house yelling, "What the fel is that!?" She runs over to the door to open it up. She peeks out and sees Azizia, "Oh hey!"
Azizia: Hello, Miss Rozalin! I bring you: your Greatfather Winter gift.
Azizia stops playing, planting the guitar into the ground and picking up a wrapped box from inside her bag. She holds it out to Rozalin.
Rozalin: Oh wow! Thanks! *Rozalin cracks a big smile. She has a bit of a glow to her and a keen observer might note that her belly is a little bigger than normal, but not enough yet to put her pregnancy beyond a doubt from just a glance.*
Rozalin takes the package and immediately starts ripping the paper. "Wait, should I open it now?" She asks a little late.
Azizia double-takes the belly but doesn't say anything. "Yes, yes, go ahead. I would like to know if you like it!"
Rozalin sighs in relief, "Alright, let's take a look then!" She continues unwrapping to see what's inside.
The box contains a golden knife, with a handle shaped like a red rose. It's clearly more ornamental than practical, something you'd open letters with. A fancy letter opener.
Azizia: I thought of name of yours and work as Roselash, and then I asked if anybody remembered color of eyes of yours. I picked red rose because red will go great with eyes of yours, if you decide to take it as decoration for important event.
Azizia: Like meeting King of humans, for example.
Rozalin 's eyes go wide, "Oh wow…" She picks up the knife delicately, "It's so pretty."
Azizia beams. "I know, isn't it? I hope you find good place for it!"
Rozalin: Yeah, me too. *Roz chuckles* I don't got anything this fancy really. I'll have to figure out where to put it.
Azizia leans forward to take a peek inside. "I say, maybe I get you a frame to put it on wall?"
Rozalin: Yeah maybe. I don't want to ruin it. *The inside of the house is pretty bare most of the items inside are used and mismatched and there's not much in the way of decoration.*
Azizia: I will do that as soon as I leave. I will have it delivered. Simple wooden fame, of dark wood, so it is in style of house of yours, and dagger will stand out much on it!
Rozalin: Really? *Her eyes go wide again* Thanks so much. Ya know I got some dinner that I about to get ready. If you wanna stick around I'd be happy to have ya.
Azizia nods. "There is not much decoration, so it will definitely be piece every eye will go to!" Azizia smiles at the offer. "I thank you, it is very generous. But I might refuse. You need food of yours, for strength," she decides to say, sneakily trying to-
Azizia get information on Rozalin's belly.
Rozalin chuckles a little nervously, "Yeah, I guess so. Still gotta replace all the stuff that got stolen. I ain't got too much cash left to my name." She puts a hand on her belly but quickly realizes what she's doing and hides it behind her back instead. "You're always welcome though. I can spare a bit of food at least."
Azizia immediately forgets the potential baby part. "Wait, what do you mean stolen?"
Rozalin: The um… Defias paid a visit a few months back… *Her eyes get sad* Didn't leave much behind if you know what I mean.
Azizia: Had I known I would have gotten more practical gift, Miss Rozalin. I am sorry to hear. Did you find and fight Defias who did that?
Rozalin: Well… I was a little busy after all that. *She scratches the back of her head nervously* It's a bit of a long story…
Azizia: I would be happy to get revenge for you.
Rozalin: I… I'd appreciate that. *She seems to be dancing around the subject a bit. She puts a hand on her belly again now that she's distracted.*
Azizia realizes that she's making the human uncomfortable. "You will tell me later who I need to target, and I will," she pauses. "But for now, I say yes to meal."
Azizia: I will get you meal too, as soon as possible, however!
Rozalin: Sounds good. *She smiles* Why don't you come inside and make yourself comfortable. I'll get dinner going right away.
Azizia comes in. She stands up somewhere. In the middle of the room.
Rozalin heads into the kitchen to start making dinner. Today it looks like roasted chicken with mashed potatoes and sauteed vegetables, "Hope you're hungry! I just got some more food from the market yesterday."
Azizia: Oh, um… I should have said earlier.
Azizia: I do not eat animal meat.
Rozalin: Oh sorry about that. Hang on a second. Roz rummages through a cupboard and pulls out a can of beans.* I'll figure something else out then.
Azizia: No, no, no, do not worry about this! *Azizia comes into the kitchen." Vegetables and potatoes are more than enough. You do not have to use more food for me. I am uninvited guest.
Farmer Wollerton gasps.
Rozalin: Are you sure? It's not much trouble. *She's already reaching for a can opener.*
Azizia: I am sure, please do not bother yourself with this. *She smiles.*
Rozalin shrugs, "If you say so." She puts the beans away, tosses the chicken in the oven, and gets to work on the veggies (the potatoes were already boiling).
Azizia waits patiently. "I would ask if you need help, but I still struggle with spices of Azeroth. I do not know what quantity to put."
Rozalin: Don't you worry. I got this covered. Just sit back and relax. *Rozalin bashes a few cloves of garlic with the flat of her knife and tosses them in with the carrots, onions, and green beans she's cooking up.* I been doing this for a long time, ya know. I'm a pro. *She tosses in the garlic and a few other spices and ingredients until the whole house smells amazing.*
Azizia: I was cooking a lot, back in Draenor to. For village of mine. All ingredients here are different, however.
Azizia observes Rozalin's technique.
Rozalin: Oh yeah? *Roz raises an eyebrow with interest* I bet they got all sorts of cool stuff to cook up out there. *She effortlessly manages all her dishes while talking.*
Azizia: Well, it is similar really. It just asks for different heat, different times of cooking, and it mixes differently. I struggle with putting together things tasting good, on Azeroth.
Azizia: But maybe it is I am more used to food of Draenor, and food of Azeroth just is… weird to me, maybe.
Rozalin: Maybe. I ain't been out there before so I couldn't really tell ya. Maybe someday I'll give it a shot though. *She turns and winks. She's touching her belly again.*
Azizia: Azizia clearly looks at her belly. "Maybe. Maybe later. Maybe you are… allergic to Draenor food. Or change of diet might make ill."
Rozalin: You think? *Rozalin drains the water from the pot of potatoes and starts mashing them.*
Azizia: Yes. I would wait.
Azizia: I was healer, on Draenor. Helped with things like this. Allergies, illnesses from food, injuries, births, pregnancies and also diseases. *She pauses.* Most diseases. Red pox is different.
Rozalin shrugs, "I guess that's not a bad idea…" She throws a big lump of butter in with the potatoes along with some chopped herbs.
Rozalin: Oh wow, that's nice! I grew up doing lots of cooking and sewing and stuff myself.
Azizia: Thank you. That sounds nice too. *She doesn't comment any further.*
Rozalin: It was alright. Doesn't pay like fighting does, I'll tell ya that. Think I like it better though. *Rozalin starts setting a couple places at the table.* You want anything to drink?
Azizia: Water or strong drink. I do like alcohol of Azeroth.
Rozalin: Ooh! I think I still got a couple bottles lying around. *Rozalin searches through another cupbaord and pulls out a nice looking bottle of tequila.* One of my favorites here. Got it as a gift from a fan a while back, but I ain't drink like I used to.
Azizia: I will gladly take that! *Again, she doesn't comment on Rozalin's pregnant-adjacent behavior.* Thank you. And thank you to fan of yours for bottle.
Rozalin: Keep it. I've been trying to lay off the sauce for a while. Quit all the way for now. Maybe I'll give it another shot later. *The oven dings* There we go! Hang on, I'll get everything ready quick. And thanks again for that little knife!
Azizia: It is pleasure of mine to give you gift. I will honor bottle of alcohol, too.
Azizia: However, next meal is on me. I will pay for best restaurant of Stormwind.
Rozalin smiles, "I appreciate that."