My dear, we're slow dancing in a burning room
"Of course." Maeve replies easily, trailing a few paces behind him, bare toes sinking into the sand as she walks. The grey comment draws a laugh from him, a smile curling on her lips, "Your husband and I were just talking about that, actually." How dreary Stormbreak was and therefore making it an awful place to hold a dinner party. Not that Maeve really knew what made for a good place, but she imagined a tropical destination was as good of a requirement as any. She strides forward more quickly so she might be beside him, glancing up as he speaks, a small wrinkle forming between her brows.
The Nightshade hasn't seen Remi since the attack or the aftermath of it all, but from what she gathered in the letters from Ronin, things were rough. "I'd imagine so... I'm sorry there wasn't more that I could offer." Not that her being there would have likely changed anything. She could have been killed. Likely would have been. And if Ronin had died trying to keep her safe too? Well, the Nightshade would have never forgave herself. Not that it matters now. She couldn't have known or been there to help in time, anyway.
Maeve pushes the thought aside, instead focusing on his question, knowing that she could at least help in this way. "I've been alright, all things considered. We finally finished the fountain and Edmund got to meet Safrin again. He made her a little bracelet as an offering. She loved it." And Maeve didn't doubt that the goddess actually did love it. It was a gift from a child. The Nightshade's child that was protected by the grace of the goddess. "He's very excited to get to meet you. He wants to Attune when he gets older."
A smile curls on her lips, fondness in her gaze as she glances up at her companion, "Did Remi mention the dinner party?"
The Nightshade hasn't seen Remi since the attack or the aftermath of it all, but from what she gathered in the letters from Ronin, things were rough. "I'd imagine so... I'm sorry there wasn't more that I could offer." Not that her being there would have likely changed anything. She could have been killed. Likely would have been. And if Ronin had died trying to keep her safe too? Well, the Nightshade would have never forgave herself. Not that it matters now. She couldn't have known or been there to help in time, anyway.
Maeve pushes the thought aside, instead focusing on his question, knowing that she could at least help in this way. "I've been alright, all things considered. We finally finished the fountain and Edmund got to meet Safrin again. He made her a little bracelet as an offering. She loved it." And Maeve didn't doubt that the goddess actually did love it. It was a gift from a child. The Nightshade's child that was protected by the grace of the goddess. "He's very excited to get to meet you. He wants to Attune when he gets older."
A smile curls on her lips, fondness in her gaze as she glances up at her companion, "Did Remi mention the dinner party?"
Maeve
