[Whenever Yuuri gets back to the house, he'll find a small picture frame on the kitchen table that definitely wasn't there this morning. The frame itself is pretty fancy despite its size, perfect for a decoration on a nightstand, and looks like it's made out a dark, smoothly carved wood.
The real highlight is the picture that's within the frame - a painting upon closer inspection. It's a portrait, full of vibrant paints and soft lighting, and pointedly not a wild interpretation of the abstract cubism-impressionism-whatever that is Wolfram's preferred style.
It's of Greta, sitting on a royal couch and in a darling dress with flowers in her hands. There's a note below the frame, which reads:]
This style is an insult to what I could do, but it is the closest way I can bring our daughter to you. Happy birthday, Yuuri.
[The lower half of the note is taken up by Wolfram's lengthy family signature afterwards. At least this is less fancy than he'd normally go for.]
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The real highlight is the picture that's within the frame - a painting upon closer inspection. It's a portrait, full of vibrant paints and soft lighting, and pointedly not a wild interpretation of the abstract cubism-impressionism-whatever that is Wolfram's preferred style.
It's of Greta, sitting on a royal couch and in a darling dress with flowers in her hands. There's a note below the frame, which reads:]
This style is an insult to what I could do, but it is the closest way I can bring our daughter to you. Happy birthday, Yuuri.
[The lower half of the note is taken up by Wolfram's lengthy family signature afterwards. At least this is less fancy than he'd normally go for.]