walk me home in the dead of night
Tucking the name away, Flora nods her silent appreciation as she finishes her tale, only to turn wide-eyed toward the butcher. The sound of his laughter isn't something the queen has ever really heard before. He'd laughed and chuckled in her presence, but actual laughter? It was a sound that had her smiling instantly in response before she too was swept away in the ridiculousness of it all and found herself laughing right along.
"I don't know. My dads were taking care of her—" This was said with no small amount of animosity as if Flora was offended that her parents could possibly like someone that she found so annoying. "—but then I dunno. I don't think she's still in Torchline or I'm sure I would have seen her." It was a big region, yes, but there was no way fate would keep her and the pale ancient apart if Maea had decided to lurk on Torchline's shores while she licked her wounds.
"But I'm pretty sure if she got herself killed again, I'd know about it. She reached out to Remi when it first happened, so...I bet she would again." Shrugging, the queen glances up at Asta and smirks. "So..yeah."
"I don't know. My dads were taking care of her—" This was said with no small amount of animosity as if Flora was offended that her parents could possibly like someone that she found so annoying. "—but then I dunno. I don't think she's still in Torchline or I'm sure I would have seen her." It was a big region, yes, but there was no way fate would keep her and the pale ancient apart if Maea had decided to lurk on Torchline's shores while she licked her wounds.
"But I'm pretty sure if she got herself killed again, I'd know about it. She reached out to Remi when it first happened, so...I bet she would again." Shrugging, the queen glances up at Asta and smirks. "So..yeah."
