Liam
I just want one more chance
In all honesty, if Liam caught her gnawing on a raw carcass while in her Ancient form, it might give him pause, but it wouldn’t send him running for the hills. He meant what he said: it would take a monumental betrayal for him to leave Maea now that she’d instilled herself so thoroughly in his life. Liam was nothing if not loyal, and Maea had earned his loyalty and then some, simply by being present, being kind, and listening.
And, as it turned out, for shoving him into the river.
”Good,” he said, looking away. ”I’m glad. When you’re ready, I’m happy to help with the stag.” But he was in no hurry to move from their spot by the fire, or from their friendly conversation. He was content to let Maea take the lead where the elk was concerned. It was, after all, her meal.
And, as it turned out, for shoving him into the river.
”Good,” he said, looking away. ”I’m glad. When you’re ready, I’m happy to help with the stag.” But he was in no hurry to move from their spot by the fire, or from their friendly conversation. He was content to let Maea take the lead where the elk was concerned. It was, after all, her meal.
To put my arms in fragile hands
Table inspired by the lovely Skylark <3
