[Mini Event] why do our hearts choose lovers that make use suffer

MAEA

Maea was never very good at reading the mood. Flowers did not speak to her in languages beyond color and scent, nor had she ever imagined that two people might bind themselves to one another for anything but love. Perhaps it was because of where she had been born and raised - Naturals in the Grounds had rarely felt the need to prove anything to anyone, beyond the ability to survive despite natures best attempts to kill them.

Or perhaps she just lacked the practice in navigating social situations, and the interest to find out what went on between others when they were alone.

All she knew was that the atmosphere in the gathered crowd was very heavy and people were whispering a lot as they waited for the bride to show. She was almost late, and would not have time to seek out Phoebe until after the ceremony. She felt underdressed in her usual plain white gown, somber and serious against the vivid pinks and blues. Unable to bare leaving Ludo's rags behind even for a little while, she plucked at the dark fabric with nervous fingers as she looked for anyone she knew, longing for the whole affair to be over with.

Spotting Jigano, she found a seat beside him and greeted the bard with a pale smile, only listening with half an ear to the mumbled conversations around her.