Evie
tell me all of the things
that make you feel at ease
The glade is a popular destination for the apothecarist once the snow melts away, and once again she finds herself here, yet again looking for new growth to take back to her shop. What she isn't expecting is to run across a familiar face, one that's just the slightest bit distant with a focus that she envies of the former queen. Normally she would nod her head in greeting and move on by, but something pulls at her stomach and makes her pause. Perhaps it's the expression on Wessex's face, or her own lingering emotions regarding the forum and the stance she'd taken, but the redhead girl changes her path to move towards the Wraith. "Hullo, Wessex. How are you doing?" As she speaks she lifts a hand, magic extending outwards to lift a branch out of her way to duck beneath it and try to intercept the woman if she isn't busy. It is becoming easier to implement her magic in everyday life now, though she still sits up at night consumed with terror sometimes, wondering how people will react to her. Mostly the Naturals, and Sam. It's dangerous to reveal herself to Wessex considering how close the two are, but she's tired of living a lie these days.
