Maeve
Aurelia doesn't hover while they work, but Maeve is aware of the ever watchful eye of the Fireheart, noting how she tenses whenever the Nightshade seems to be overextending herself. Even with the slight fretting, they manage to get things done, spreading mortar and setting stones. She doesn't miss the look in Aurelia's eyes as she regards her, a small slile curling on her lips for the other woman, listening as she dishes out the next tasks.
Once more, she chooses to stay with Aurelia, finding it the better option with the other tasks laid out. All of those much more labor intensive for the Madame. However, before they have a chance to dive into work, Maeve reaches up to gently wipe the smudge of dirt from Aurelia's cheek. With that done, she turns her attention to the courtyard, noting that there is plenty of more mortar to be spread and she happens to be the one for the job.
Maeve cleans the dirt off of Aurelia's cheek and starts the process of spreading more mortar so that people can lay the foundation.
Once more, she chooses to stay with Aurelia, finding it the better option with the other tasks laid out. All of those much more labor intensive for the Madame. However, before they have a chance to dive into work, Maeve reaches up to gently wipe the smudge of dirt from Aurelia's cheek. With that done, she turns her attention to the courtyard, noting that there is plenty of more mortar to be spread and she happens to be the one for the job.
Maeve cleans the dirt off of Aurelia's cheek and starts the process of spreading more mortar so that people can lay the foundation.
And I was catching my breath
Staring out an open window
catching my death
Staring out an open window
catching my death
