Maeve
Maeve has never known Safrin to not appear. Given the fact she doesn't know of his Abandoned status she expects nothing less here. The Queen dips her head as Safrin materializes, the flames of her candles flickering and dancing with her laughter. Maeve remains silent as formalities are exchanged, waiting to speak, but knowing better than to draw attention. She's here to help him, after all. "Thank you for seeing us, Safrin. I'm glad you're finally able to meet a member of my council." A very important member.
She's never seen him reduced to his knees or such mutterings before. Her brow lifts in surprise, but she remains quiet unless she's directly addressed or needs to step in to keep Jack from fucking this all up. So far so good.
She's never seen him reduced to his knees or such mutterings before. Her brow lifts in surprise, but she remains quiet unless she's directly addressed or needs to step in to keep Jack from fucking this all up. So far so good.
Oh your mouth is poison
Your mouth is wine
Your mouth is wine
The Nightshade
