"What a shame she's fucked in the head," they said.
Whether he had negative feelings about Safrin or not, Maeve would never stop calling him that. He had been her star. The thing that guided her day after day. She wouldn't ever be able to see him another way besides her little star.
"I love it." She replies, stroking a finger over the petals before returning to the task at hand. The Nightshade used to love gardening, often spending hours upon hours in the garden of the Court of Stars. She puts together a small plate of sandwiches, tea cakes, and other delights. Placing it on the table, she goes about fixing the tea, pouring him a cup before she did the same for herself.
Aidon's nose tips up towards the creature, blowing a puff of smoke at him before ducking his head back down and slipping beneath the table. Was he trying to play tag? Hard to tell.
"Of course I remember her. I did raise her and Luka for almost a year." Not to mention all the time they spent together afterwards. Maeve keeps from arching a brow as she takes in the flush on her son's cheeks, smiling knowingly as she makes herself a small plate. "A good friend, huh? I'm happy to hear that. You need people in your life that you can rely on."
The former queen fights back her own sigh, feeling that familiar swirl of worry in her gut that often came up whenever her boys were involved. "I figured I would ask... I've missed him terribly."
"I love it." She replies, stroking a finger over the petals before returning to the task at hand. The Nightshade used to love gardening, often spending hours upon hours in the garden of the Court of Stars. She puts together a small plate of sandwiches, tea cakes, and other delights. Placing it on the table, she goes about fixing the tea, pouring him a cup before she did the same for herself.
Aidon's nose tips up towards the creature, blowing a puff of smoke at him before ducking his head back down and slipping beneath the table. Was he trying to play tag? Hard to tell.
"Of course I remember her. I did raise her and Luka for almost a year." Not to mention all the time they spent together afterwards. Maeve keeps from arching a brow as she takes in the flush on her son's cheeks, smiling knowingly as she makes herself a small plate. "A good friend, huh? I'm happy to hear that. You need people in your life that you can rely on."
The former queen fights back her own sigh, feeling that familiar swirl of worry in her gut that often came up whenever her boys were involved. "I figured I would ask... I've missed him terribly."
Maeve
