Maeve
Maeve did the proper amount of ooh'ing an awe'ing over the Jingle Bug, indulging her son as she knelt down next to him, "Looks like you found yourself a little friend. Good job, petite étoile." She murmured, leaning over to press a kiss to his temple, drawing back to gather snow. Edmund stuck close, but let the little bug crawl across his hands, amazed by the creature. Maeve kept a close eye on him, but split her focus between him and the small bricks she was building for their castle. "A throne would be good. Very fitting for my little prince and his friend. Isn't that right, starlight?"
Edmund giggled as the bug continued to jingle in his hands as it moved back and forth in his grasp. The Nightshade looked to Ray, a smile still on her lips, "How are you doing? Is your new quest going well?" She knew the herbalist was working on something for Frey and she was hopeful that he'd been making progress.
Edmund giggled as the bug continued to jingle in his hands as it moved back and forth in his grasp. The Nightshade looked to Ray, a smile still on her lips, "How are you doing? Is your new quest going well?" She knew the herbalist was working on something for Frey and she was hopeful that he'd been making progress.
the only heaven I'll be sent to
is when I'm along with you
is when I'm along with you
