I know the feeling haunts you

Maeve

Gently shushing her, Maeve rocked her back and forth where they stood, running soft fingers through her hair as she pressed a kiss to her temple. "Just let it out, little star. It's okay." She murmured against her hair, holding her close and letting Seren run through the course of her emotions, knowing the ache she was feeling in her heart as if it was her own. It was a hard lesson to learn. One of sacrifice to get what you wanted. To do what needed to be done. One that Maeve had to learn herself when she slaughtered the goat for her own quest. She had cried too, gotten sick in the bushes, and shook like a leaf. It was only natural that Seren should feel this so acutely.

They were her summoned creatures. Being made of magic and stardust, but still hers nonetheless. They seemed so real, easily instructed, and corporeal. Even if they were only magic to be used as tools. It didn't matter one way or the other.

"But you did what you had to do. Your mother gave you a task she knew wouldn't be easy and you did it. She's so proud of you, I'm sure." Maeve rubbed at her back, pressing her words in between kisses against her hair, resting her cheek against the top of her head. "She would rather you safe and that was the safest way to do it. You wouldn't of been able to survive if you had tried, Seren."

No one wants you when you have no heart
and I’m sitting pretty in my brand new scars