☀️ Arselia and Akonia

The note read as follows:

Erephir pondered deeply. She had just been thinking about adding this item to the top of her list of things to do when filling out birthdays in her diary, but she realized she had a strange lack of knowledge about this seemingly common subject. And now, fate was presenting her with this question in such an obvious way? One thing was clear: she had to answer it, no matter what.

Hmm, it would be a shame if it were August 8th or November 1st. A real shame. Could she have not even noticed the moment when people in the streets started celebrating such an event? Or are the birthdays of even the heir princesses in this country not valued so highly?

It was difficult to choose between the two remaining options. And they were so close together...

-- Hmm, 50/50? -- the redhead asked hopefully, looking at the note.

— Oh, come on! — Alaria waved her hand, — We often help each other out here. Remember how Beata assisted you, or how Guyon helped me with cooking? That's the same thing! It's not difficult for me to help Astellia, and we'll definitely get the job done faster together. Besides, — she squinted, looking more closely at Erephir's armored fist, — you'll have to polish the armor later. Before tomorrow, it will be especially important to do that.

-- I can't argue with such enthusiasm and arguments... Well, let's change clothes and share this burden, — the knight said willingly.