"What a shame she's fucked in the head," they said.
His confusion is palpable and Maeve almost lets it get the better of her. Almost allows herself to doubt what she knew to be true, but that feeling is chased away so quickly it barely has a moment to settle in the pit of her stomach. Instead, it is replaced by an overwhelming warmth. His words rushing through her and his lips anchoring her so she doesn't get lost in the tide of his joy. Not that she would mind. The Nightshade would happily drown in that feeling for the rest of her days simply because it was him.
Her laugh is watery. Wet with relief and adoration as she melts into him. Her kiss just as bruising and desperate for an entirely different reason as she clings to the Attuned standing before her. While the war was certain and loss was inevitable, the Nightshade knew that this wouldn't change and for once, she was at peace.
~FIN <3~
Her laugh is watery. Wet with relief and adoration as she melts into him. Her kiss just as bruising and desperate for an entirely different reason as she clings to the Attuned standing before her. While the war was certain and loss was inevitable, the Nightshade knew that this wouldn't change and for once, she was at peace.
~FIN <3~
Maeve
