Maeve
The Madame had forgotten about his gift. The thought not crossing her mind when she went to comfort him. It isn't until she returns with the tea that she realizes his discomfort. Her lips twitch in what might be a grimace, but she hides it with a sip of her tea. "Of course. Think nothing of it." Maeve dismisses easily, waving her free hand when she lowers her cup to brace lightly against her thigh. His change in tone earns him an arched brow and a cock of her head as her nails tap against the side of her cup.
Apparently some of his own nerves have made a home in her belly now. Her thoughts torn between the man before her and the two others who are surely having some sort of confrontation at this point. "A favor? What ever could a demigod need from someone like me?" Maeve teases, attempting to lighten the mood as her lips finally curl into a slight smile as her more playful nature makes itself known.
Apparently some of his own nerves have made a home in her belly now. Her thoughts torn between the man before her and the two others who are surely having some sort of confrontation at this point. "A favor? What ever could a demigod need from someone like me?" Maeve teases, attempting to lighten the mood as her lips finally curl into a slight smile as her more playful nature makes itself known.
I admit that I'm a little messed up
but I can hide it when I'm all dressed up
but I can hide it when I'm all dressed up
