Phoebe
Oh, but leaving an offering couldn't be that simple, could it? As the Queen prepared to leave, another woman entered, a baby wrapped in a sling on her torso. In her hands she carried a small basket of peaches. It was none other than Phoebe, friend turned nemesis, and Jude.
The baby squealed happily to see Maeve, waving his little arms frantically. It broke Phoebe's heart even as it skipped a few beats to see Maeve there. Thus far they had avoided eachother, but it seemed the fates intended their paths cross. Swallowing the lump in her throat, Phoebe continued forward, back straight. "Your Highness." she greeted softly with a small curtsy before setting her offering on the alter.
"Frey, thank you for the safe haven you've provided for the citizens of Caido in the upcoming war, and for all that you do each day."
The baby squealed happily to see Maeve, waving his little arms frantically. It broke Phoebe's heart even as it skipped a few beats to see Maeve there. Thus far they had avoided eachother, but it seemed the fates intended their paths cross. Swallowing the lump in her throat, Phoebe continued forward, back straight. "Your Highness." she greeted softly with a small curtsy before setting her offering on the alter.
"Frey, thank you for the safe haven you've provided for the citizens of Caido in the upcoming war, and for all that you do each day."
loving you was the most exquisite
form of self destruction
form of self destruction
