Maea
The worst of all blessings
Chasing crumbs across the plate, she absently picked them off by the pad of a finger and popped them into her mouth. "How to put it... Friendship is... a two-way thing, don't you agree? Give and take. But if one side only gives and the other only takes, that makes it manipulation. Right?" Searching his face with a trace of her genuine concern showing through, Maea chose her words carefully. "It seems to me that you are very willing to give to the Family, yet I've seen nothing that suggests they would do the same for you - for us."
As to what end? That was a harsh, crass thing to say, a reality that Liam had become blinded to. "To conquer our world," she simply said, and hoped it wouldn't trigger anything within him - aside for the disbelief she had come to expect, that always left her stomach aching with frustration and unease.
As to what end? That was a harsh, crass thing to say, a reality that Liam had become blinded to. "To conquer our world," she simply said, and hoped it wouldn't trigger anything within him - aside for the disbelief she had come to expect, that always left her stomach aching with frustration and unease.
The most beautiful of curses
Base by Skylark
