Maeve
Why would you make out of words
A cage for your own bird?
A cage for your own bird?
The Nightshade huffed a soft laugh, rolling her eyes at him even if she appreciated what he was saying. ”You flatter me, Amun.” Still, Maeve allowed herself to soak up the attention, unable to recall the last time she’d been doted on in such a way. Call her selfish, but she was going to savor it while she could. ”I’m not surprised you were able to.” The queen complimented easily.
”It isn’t forward at all. I’d love for you to see it. Not many have.” Ans while that might have been her own doing, Maeve wasn’t opposed to sharing the space with someone who was just as appreciative of it as she was. Her own smile was just as genuine, a soft flush rising high on the apples of her cheeks, standing out beautifully against her alabaster skin. ”I’m glad you like it.”
Her head cocked to the side, considering for a moment, ”Probably about five years ago now. I got it right before I started taking clients at the Halenani.” Maeve finally settled on, drawing her cup back and passing him his own after he set down the bottle. Delicately clinking her glass against his, Maeve took a sip of wine, sighing as it spread across her tongue.
”It isn’t forward at all. I’d love for you to see it. Not many have.” Ans while that might have been her own doing, Maeve wasn’t opposed to sharing the space with someone who was just as appreciative of it as she was. Her own smile was just as genuine, a soft flush rising high on the apples of her cheeks, standing out beautifully against her alabaster skin. ”I’m glad you like it.”
Her head cocked to the side, considering for a moment, ”Probably about five years ago now. I got it right before I started taking clients at the Halenani.” Maeve finally settled on, drawing her cup back and passing him his own after he set down the bottle. Delicately clinking her glass against his, Maeve took a sip of wine, sighing as it spread across her tongue.
When it sings so sweet
The screaming, heaving fuckery of the world?
The screaming, heaving fuckery of the world?
