I get them all worked up and down on their knees, you see
She'd just been there, but it doesn't stop Maeve from coming by again and leaving another offering. A second thank you for the weapon. It was going to come in handy and the Nightshade knew that. Placing down the bottle of perfume she's crafted, thinking that she's managed to nail the goddess's signature scent, despite the fact that it was difficult to duplicate the smell of rain in a bottle. Somehow the smell of jasmine, fresh rainfall, and the ocean blends beautifully with notes of sandalwood to create something that's distinctly Safrin. "Thank you for all you do. Edmund wanted me to leave this for you too."
The Nightshade says, placing a delicately picked flower from her garden, laying it beside the perfume before she straightens up and smooths out her dress with the intentions of heading back home.
The Nightshade says, placing a delicately picked flower from her garden, laying it beside the perfume before she straightens up and smooths out her dress with the intentions of heading back home.
Maeve
