Maeve
Maeve gave her hand a squeeze back, reaching forward to wipe the tears from her cheeks with her other hand, thumb gently wiping across her skin as she offered a small smile. "Good. I'm glad you aren't your dad. This world doesn't need another Ronin Taliesin. It doesn't even necessarily need you to be anything." She told her softly, head cocking to the side as she regarded her with kind eyes, leaning forward to press their foreheads together for a moment before planting a kiss there. "We are lucky to have you as you are. I know your mother has plans for you. Bright hopes and dreams. I have no doubt that you will get there, but you don't owe this world anything. Not one damn thing."
She meant it too. Seren was a gift, but that didn't mean they deserved her or got to make demands of her. She was still a person. Even if her mother was a goddess. "In time, you will grow into yourself. People will listen and stop underestimating you. They likely don't even realize that they are." Maeve drew back, cupping her cheek gently as she gazed at her, offering a reassuring smile. This the Madame believed fully.
She meant it too. Seren was a gift, but that didn't mean they deserved her or got to make demands of her. She was still a person. Even if her mother was a goddess. "In time, you will grow into yourself. People will listen and stop underestimating you. They likely don't even realize that they are." Maeve drew back, cupping her cheek gently as she gazed at her, offering a reassuring smile. This the Madame believed fully.
No one wants you when you have no heart
and I’m sitting pretty in my brand new scars
and I’m sitting pretty in my brand new scars
