I get them all worked up and down on their knees, you see
"You didn't have to say it, Phoebe." Maeve replies coolly, shaking her head as she adjusts her basket on her arm, smoothing a hand over her stomach as she regards the Nightingale with concealed disdain as she squares her shoulders. The Queen keeps from scoffing, but only barely. Her lips pressing into a thin line as she looks the demigod over.
Why? Why does she need to ask him? Was it not clear? Was everything that Harper had said and done up until this point made his intentions incredibly blatant to anyone who took a moment to look? "No, I can't say I can imagine why. There is nothing left to discuss, but fine. If you must because you can't believe me." Maeve turns towards the door of the lighthouse, pushing it open and pausing only for a moment to look back at her, "But don't be surprised when he repeats exactly what I told you." With that, the Nightshade slips back out into the day, letting the door close behind her with a near deafening finality.
~FIN~
Why? Why does she need to ask him? Was it not clear? Was everything that Harper had said and done up until this point made his intentions incredibly blatant to anyone who took a moment to look? "No, I can't say I can imagine why. There is nothing left to discuss, but fine. If you must because you can't believe me." Maeve turns towards the door of the lighthouse, pushing it open and pausing only for a moment to look back at her, "But don't be surprised when he repeats exactly what I told you." With that, the Nightshade slips back out into the day, letting the door close behind her with a near deafening finality.
~FIN~
Maeve
