Maea
Blood on my shirt, rose in my hand
Maea returned the smile, though hers was a thin-lipped one, not entirely amused. "Forgive me for taking the 'I don't want you on my shores' statement of yours a bit more literally than that. I prefer to keep things plain and simple when possible - hence why I am here now." Tapping a meaning finger on the crate; the flower for free passage, and her choice of where she decided to live.
"As for the apartment... I'll pass that, for now. The Greatwood has been very welcoming so far, and I've decided to stay there." Casting a quick glance at Liam with a brief smile, she returned her attention to the queen.
Scooting the crate a fraction closer to Flora, her hand lingered lightly on it as she sought the queen's gaze - needing a confirmation that they were done here, that nothing else needed to be said. Maea didn't care for splitting hairs or reading the fine print - it was the essence she would honor, and in this case it meant existing for as long as she wished wherever she wished, without anyone breathing down her neck about it.
"As for the apartment... I'll pass that, for now. The Greatwood has been very welcoming so far, and I've decided to stay there." Casting a quick glance at Liam with a brief smile, she returned her attention to the queen.
Scooting the crate a fraction closer to Flora, her hand lingered lightly on it as she sought the queen's gaze - needing a confirmation that they were done here, that nothing else needed to be said. Maea didn't care for splitting hairs or reading the fine print - it was the essence she would honor, and in this case it meant existing for as long as she wished wherever she wished, without anyone breathing down her neck about it.
You're looking at me like you don't know who I am
