Maea
The worst of all blessings
And yet, Maea was doing her best to be polite. What was she doing wrong here? How was she supposed to convey her sincerity if words didn't work? Was she... supposed to grovel more? Get on her knees and beg? At this point, that would likely only be seen as insincere, and likely it would be, too. Maybe the fact that she kept her head high was a sign that she lacked humility... though Maea just didn't want to come off as pitiful, like she was seeking approval from this person she didn't know, like or trust.
Flora seemed unaware that she'd already decided to lay blame on her. Whether she wanted one or not, the fact was that Maea was barred from making a home in the region based entirely on personal preference. It rankled. It was utterly and completely unfair, and the heat rising caused red splotches to appear on her face. Bunching her free hand into the skirt to hide how it trembled, the sinking feeling in her gut was difficult to swallow past.
If she couldn't be here, where was she to go? Only the regions were safe from the Void. Halo was not an option. The Climb? It was warm, certainly, but not inherently safe. Kings End? To watch Hotaru and Sunjata live happily ever after and continue to swallow back regrets for the rest of her life? Or she could go back to roaming. Become a true vagabond, staying nowhere longer than a night or two... It was a bleak prospect.
Don't run. No more running. Nothing will ever change by turning tail not. She sucked in a breath.
"Very well. I understand. Unfortunately I have nowhere else to go, right now. Would you allow me to stay for a season, at least, so that I can focus on finding another option?" Her jaw worked, trying to ease the tension. "Please?"
Flora seemed unaware that she'd already decided to lay blame on her. Whether she wanted one or not, the fact was that Maea was barred from making a home in the region based entirely on personal preference. It rankled. It was utterly and completely unfair, and the heat rising caused red splotches to appear on her face. Bunching her free hand into the skirt to hide how it trembled, the sinking feeling in her gut was difficult to swallow past.
If she couldn't be here, where was she to go? Only the regions were safe from the Void. Halo was not an option. The Climb? It was warm, certainly, but not inherently safe. Kings End? To watch Hotaru and Sunjata live happily ever after and continue to swallow back regrets for the rest of her life? Or she could go back to roaming. Become a true vagabond, staying nowhere longer than a night or two... It was a bleak prospect.
Don't run. No more running. Nothing will ever change by turning tail not. She sucked in a breath.
"Very well. I understand. Unfortunately I have nowhere else to go, right now. Would you allow me to stay for a season, at least, so that I can focus on finding another option?" Her jaw worked, trying to ease the tension. "Please?"
The most beautiful of curses
Base by Skylark
