[Training] Oops I did it again

My dear, we're slow dancing in a burning room

Whatever frustration the Nightshade is feeling about her son aging again fades as he nervously approaches, gripping her hands tightly, thumbs brushing across her knuckles in a move that's so like Harper she almost forgets that he isn't the Attuned's son by blood. The Queen sighs softly, shaking her head in a gentle dismissal of his worry, releasing one of his hands to cup his cheek instead. "It's okay, love. I know you didn't mean to." And she believes him.

"Are you alright now?" Maeve asks gently, thumb brushing across his cheek lightly before she draws him into a tight hug, pressing a kiss to the top of his curls. "You're so big now. Soon you'll be taller than me."

Maeve