Maeve
Maeve smiles down at him, shifting to fold the blanket carefully and place it in her lap, brushing her thumb across Edmund's name where it was embroidered. "It's for that little one. Every child needs a blanket that's solely theirs." She says with a fir nod of her head, reaching forward to brush her finger's through Edmund's curls, finally settling back in her chair.
"Of course. I've been thinking about it. I don't wish to make a stance that clearly puts us on one side or the other just yet. While there aren't many Ascended who live here I know anything that singles them out will be seen as a threat." Even by others who were followers of the Old Gods. Maeve knew that if she ever did something that shut out the Ascended Sunjata wouldn't ever trust her or lend his strength again, feeling it a personal attack against Nate. She only hopes that Safrin would be willing to compromise on such things for a bit longer. "A fortress of some kind is a good idea, I think. If we're smart about it we can create something that would last through any kind of siege. Maybe she can make us bricks or something like the bolts to lay in the walls." It was a thought. To do something in secret like that was a bit worrisome for the Nightshade. If only because to be found out would cause even more trouble.
She sighs heavily, "As much as I want to think that we'll be spared from the war coming here, I know that isn't true. We must prepare for the worst." They would do what they could to make it seem that they weren't drawing a line in the sand, but the time was going to come eventually where they had to make a stand.
Maeve's eyes widen at the confession and she leans forward, "Really? Oh, Harper... Phoebe has wanted children for years. After Sunjata... Well, she had seemed to give up hope on that ever happening." For many different reasons. Maeve knew that it was a difficult subject for the Nightingale, but if there was anyone who would take care of Phoebe and whatever children they had, it would be Harper.
"Of course. I've been thinking about it. I don't wish to make a stance that clearly puts us on one side or the other just yet. While there aren't many Ascended who live here I know anything that singles them out will be seen as a threat." Even by others who were followers of the Old Gods. Maeve knew that if she ever did something that shut out the Ascended Sunjata wouldn't ever trust her or lend his strength again, feeling it a personal attack against Nate. She only hopes that Safrin would be willing to compromise on such things for a bit longer. "A fortress of some kind is a good idea, I think. If we're smart about it we can create something that would last through any kind of siege. Maybe she can make us bricks or something like the bolts to lay in the walls." It was a thought. To do something in secret like that was a bit worrisome for the Nightshade. If only because to be found out would cause even more trouble.
She sighs heavily, "As much as I want to think that we'll be spared from the war coming here, I know that isn't true. We must prepare for the worst." They would do what they could to make it seem that they weren't drawing a line in the sand, but the time was going to come eventually where they had to make a stand.
Maeve's eyes widen at the confession and she leans forward, "Really? Oh, Harper... Phoebe has wanted children for years. After Sunjata... Well, she had seemed to give up hope on that ever happening." For many different reasons. Maeve knew that it was a difficult subject for the Nightingale, but if there was anyone who would take care of Phoebe and whatever children they had, it would be Harper.
Fight so dirty, but your love's so sweet
Talk so pretty, but your heart got teeth
Talk so pretty, but your heart got teeth
