Maeve
Maeve knows it hurts him. Phoebe being gone. The fact that Jude won’t ever know her the way that he should. Her heart breaks for both of them, but deep down Maeve knows that they could be good for each other. That they are good for each other. They could build a life and be happy. Still, Maeve can’t help feeling guilty for slipping into this role that wasn’t hers. ”Or maybe he’ll dance across tight ropes and take after both of us.” The queen hums, holding his gaze for a moment.
”I have no doubt it will.” The Nightshade murmurs, holding Jude steady while Harper straps him onto her chest. She follows him outside, taking his hand and stepping up into the wagon.
The whole ordeal sounds delightful and her excitement only grows whenever they finally arrive. Once more taking his hand, Maeve steps out of the wagon, feet finding solid ground once more. ”You really did think of everything, huh?” Following after him, Maeve stops at the edge, taking off her sandals as to not get them wet. One hand braces against Jude’s back and the other takes ahold not Harper’s. ”Just don’t let me go.”
”I have no doubt it will.” The Nightshade murmurs, holding Jude steady while Harper straps him onto her chest. She follows him outside, taking his hand and stepping up into the wagon.
The whole ordeal sounds delightful and her excitement only grows whenever they finally arrive. Once more taking his hand, Maeve steps out of the wagon, feet finding solid ground once more. ”You really did think of everything, huh?” Following after him, Maeve stops at the edge, taking off her sandals as to not get them wet. One hand braces against Jude’s back and the other takes ahold not Harper’s. ”Just don’t let me go.”
the only heaven I'll be sent to
is when I'm along with you
is when I'm along with you
