"What a shame she's fucked in the head," they said.
It's a strange mix of relief and unease that settles deep in her stomach, a heavy pit threatening to make her sick as Safrin's clear displeasure sours the salt-sweet air around them. An apology is already forming on her tongue, wanting to smooth things over, needing to please the herald who had given her so much. "That... Is a relief to hear." Maeve murmurs, dipping her head as she dares to take a step forward, tentatively extending her hand to the goddess. "I'm sorry if I have upset you, Safrin. It was never my intention." She flicks her eyes back up to her, taking in the sneer that twists on her devastatingly beautiful features as she turns away from the Nightshade.
The suggestion is a perfect solution and would easily take away any concern of Ronin being hurt by this gift. If it spares Remi too? Well, that's just a bonus and Maeve is glad for it. Though, she doesn't dare voice this. "What would I need to do?" She asks softly, an expectant glint in her eyes, willing to complete whatever tasks given to her.
The suggestion is a perfect solution and would easily take away any concern of Ronin being hurt by this gift. If it spares Remi too? Well, that's just a bonus and Maeve is glad for it. Though, she doesn't dare voice this. "What would I need to do?" She asks softly, an expectant glint in her eyes, willing to complete whatever tasks given to her.
Maeve
