Maeve
Maeve huffed softly, a light flush rising to her cheeks as Ray's words reached her, "You flatter me. I don't think of myself as elegant." The word rolled on her tongue, her accent giving it a softer lilt that did nothing to help her case and if anything simply proved Ray's thoughts further. "I want them to have a name to be proud of. My father didn't know my name. I'm sure I had one from my mother, but she wasn't there to tell me it." She had a name once, given to her by a mother who might have loved her enough to care, but not enough to take her when she left. No, instead Maeve grew up without one and chose the name she has now. Both of them. Maeve. The Nightshade.
They were picked by her. No one else gave them to her. No one else could take them. They were hers because she made it so.
"I'm the lucky one. I get to be their mother." Her baby wasn't even here yet and Maeve knew she would do anything for them. Just as Remi said. It would be a love that went beyond love. As their conversation shifted to tea, a small smile curled on her lips and she dipped her head in thanks, "I appreciate it." Maeve murmured, lifting her jade eyes to the woman's, shifting slightly in her seat.
"There is one more thing... I have a quest from Safrin. She's going to do something to keep my baby safe. Perhaps others too. I'm not sure, but she's tasked me with gathering some things. I was wondering if you might be willing to part with a lock of hair?"
They were picked by her. No one else gave them to her. No one else could take them. They were hers because she made it so.
"I'm the lucky one. I get to be their mother." Her baby wasn't even here yet and Maeve knew she would do anything for them. Just as Remi said. It would be a love that went beyond love. As their conversation shifted to tea, a small smile curled on her lips and she dipped her head in thanks, "I appreciate it." Maeve murmured, lifting her jade eyes to the woman's, shifting slightly in her seat.
"There is one more thing... I have a quest from Safrin. She's going to do something to keep my baby safe. Perhaps others too. I'm not sure, but she's tasked me with gathering some things. I was wondering if you might be willing to part with a lock of hair?"
NO ONE WANTS YOU WHEN YOU HAVE NO HEART
AND I’M SITTING PRETTY IN MY BRAND NEW SCARS
AND I’M SITTING PRETTY IN MY BRAND NEW SCARS
