A machine where your heart once was
Slowly takes the place of you
Slowly takes the place of you
The tension in the room was thick enough to cut with a knife. Liam's gaze flickered between Maea and Flora, taking in the queen's words even as Maea offered her own understanding. He wondered, for the first time, whether that was all this was - some big misunderstanding that had spiraled out of control. Flora hadn't seemed entirely unreasonable when he'd met her, after all. But he'd spent far more time with Maea, and he was inclined to think that there was more to all this than the simple understanding he could glean.
When Maea glanced his way with a smile, he returned it quickly, offering silent encouragement the only way he knew how. This was all her; he had no business butting into a conflict that he had no part of. Perhaps he should have let her come alone, but it had never really come up. He'd told her he'd accompany her, and here he was. It was that simple. And he'd be here until she told him to go.
When Maea glanced his way with a smile, he returned it quickly, offering silent encouragement the only way he knew how. This was all her; he had no business butting into a conflict that he had no part of. Perhaps he should have let her come alone, but it had never really come up. He'd told her he'd accompany her, and here he was. It was that simple. And he'd be here until she told him to go.
Only hold the memories now
Of a love I thought I knew
Of a love I thought I knew
Liam
