[In all truthfulness, Vex had nearly forgotten about Yule until presents had started to arrive in her room. She's usually quite good at getting gifts prepared ahead of time.
She had spent extra time on Keyleth's, scouring the shops for something that would be perfect, and in a moment's inspiration, finds something that she think would be perfect.
A simple box with a blue ribbon is left in her room on her bed. Inside, atop a soft fabric, is an elaborate set of lingerie, delicate and lacy. Atop of it is a note, in Vex's swooping handwriting.]
Yule Gift
She had spent extra time on Keyleth's, scouring the shops for something that would be perfect, and in a moment's inspiration, finds something that she think would be perfect.
A simple box with a blue ribbon is left in her room on her bed. Inside, atop a soft fabric, is an elaborate set of lingerie, delicate and lacy. Atop of it is a note, in Vex's swooping handwriting.]
I'll wear yours if you wear mine.
Happy Winter's Crest, darling. With love, Vex