Maeve
It's so easy to spot Seren among the crowd. The Madame would know the dark haired demigod anywhere. She checks to make sure that Locke and Paige are good for the time being, smiling to herself as she watches him wrangle with the young girl, getting a good hold on her as they approach one of the stalls. Maeve slips away, trailing after the starchild, tip toeing through the grass with a devious smile curling on her lips. It only takes her moments to catch up, springing forward and looping her arms around the other girl, covering her eyes with her hands. "Devine qui?" Maeve coos in her ear, giggling despite herself, fully preparing to pull the girl into a hug when she turns around.
They've both been so busy and Maeve has a lot to tell her. Hopefully the girl would have some time to spare. Even if there were plenty other things and people to see. She just hopes that she makes the list.
They've both been so busy and Maeve has a lot to tell her. Hopefully the girl would have some time to spare. Even if there were plenty other things and people to see. She just hopes that she makes the list.
And I was catching my breath
Staring out an open window
catching my death
Staring out an open window
catching my death
