Who was it that led you on
And makes you want to hurt me so?
And makes you want to hurt me so?
As they left the house hand-in-hand, Liam couldn’t help but cast frequent glances at Maea, still astounded by the fact that she returned his affections. Oh, how things could change in just one evening! Perhaps the lack of questions from passersby on their way to Liam’s cottage was a testament to just how used to seeing them together the Greatwood had become; maybe it had been assumed before this that they were, in fact, already together, and they were just now realizing it for themselves.
In any case, they arrived at Liam’s home without much fanfare at all, which seemed absurd to the soldier given that he was tempted to shout the news from the treetops. Once he’d changed and returned to the living room, Maea’s compliment bringing a whole new rush of color to his cheeks. ”Thank you,” he said, shooting her a quick smile before going to fetch the bags.
The walk to the market took no time at all; Liam didn’t live far. The calls of merchants airing their wares filled the air, stalls full of baked goods and fresh produce and everything in between filling the marketplace with a unique blend of scents. With the bags slung carelessly over a shoulder, Liam kept hold of Maea’s hand as they made their way through the organized chaos. ”Produce first?” he rumbled, glancing her way as he hesitated between a few stalls that usually had fresh fruits and vegetables on display.
In any case, they arrived at Liam’s home without much fanfare at all, which seemed absurd to the soldier given that he was tempted to shout the news from the treetops. Once he’d changed and returned to the living room, Maea’s compliment bringing a whole new rush of color to his cheeks. ”Thank you,” he said, shooting her a quick smile before going to fetch the bags.
The walk to the market took no time at all; Liam didn’t live far. The calls of merchants airing their wares filled the air, stalls full of baked goods and fresh produce and everything in between filling the marketplace with a unique blend of scents. With the bags slung carelessly over a shoulder, Liam kept hold of Maea’s hand as they made their way through the organized chaos. ”Produce first?” he rumbled, glancing her way as he hesitated between a few stalls that usually had fresh fruits and vegetables on display.
Who do you want to forget?
Who forgot you long ago?
Who forgot you long ago?
Liam
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Liam.
Feel free to use force/magic on Liam.
