Maeve
Remembering fondly when both of her boys started walking, the Nightshade can't help smiling gently an image of Edmund toddling along in the garden behind her flaring to life in her mind's eye followed shortly after with one of Jude. He used to trail after her in the Court of Stars, clinging to her skirts as they went room to room doing her various duties. If only they could stay that little; spared from the cruelties of the world that awaited them. "That's how it goes. Once they start walking it seems impossible to keep them close."
As soon as Noah backs down, so does she, returning to that quiet wraith of a woman who seemed to haunt each place she entered. "It has been. He... He did it partially because of me. For fear of not being able to protect me. For fear that Safrin wouldn't be able to protect me." A sensitive topic these days, the starry herald was still who Maeve devoted herself to despite the fact that she was gone. Oh how she longed to call on her now. To simply be reassured and to find a new path by her goddess. "I couldn't leave him to face it alone."
As soon as Noah backs down, so does she, returning to that quiet wraith of a woman who seemed to haunt each place she entered. "It has been. He... He did it partially because of me. For fear of not being able to protect me. For fear that Safrin wouldn't be able to protect me." A sensitive topic these days, the starry herald was still who Maeve devoted herself to despite the fact that she was gone. Oh how she longed to call on her now. To simply be reassured and to find a new path by her goddess. "I couldn't leave him to face it alone."
These violent delights
Have violent ends
Have violent ends
