I am magnet for all kinds of deeper wonderment
"Common enough to be more than legend. But I guess they prefer to stick to themselves." Humans really weren't all that interesting, compared to the mysteries of the deep seas. Seren did not blame them for it.
As Maeve settled in, Seren indeed gave herself a head start. Her heart skipped a beat whenever she found something dark in the pale sand, but it was always just a rock or a dirty brown shell. At one point she found a blue clam shell, and stashed it away with a secretive smile into her own pocket space; the nightly beach could use some sprucing up. "Oh, would he now? You two seemed quite cozy back there," she teased, and threw a glittering look at the Madame. "Locke did say he knew you... He gave me some of your tea, back in Stormbreak." From one fellow dragoon trainee to another.
Grinning, she waved away the clarification. It was much more fun to see Maeve squirm for once, and dangling her father out apparently did the trick. "Oh, but are you sure? Maybe I should tell mother, too." Wiggling her eyebrows, Seren was clearly jesting. Safrin no doubt knew already; if not from watching herself, then from the little prayers Seren offered at night. To keep in touch.
As Maeve settled in, Seren indeed gave herself a head start. Her heart skipped a beat whenever she found something dark in the pale sand, but it was always just a rock or a dirty brown shell. At one point she found a blue clam shell, and stashed it away with a secretive smile into her own pocket space; the nightly beach could use some sprucing up. "Oh, would he now? You two seemed quite cozy back there," she teased, and threw a glittering look at the Madame. "Locke did say he knew you... He gave me some of your tea, back in Stormbreak." From one fellow dragoon trainee to another.
Grinning, she waved away the clarification. It was much more fun to see Maeve squirm for once, and dangling her father out apparently did the trick. "Oh, but are you sure? Maybe I should tell mother, too." Wiggling her eyebrows, Seren was clearly jesting. Safrin no doubt knew already; if not from watching herself, then from the little prayers Seren offered at night. To keep in touch.
Seren
